Pinkie Pie Cries Novels & Stories

“ If I remember right, you were the one who tripped me and got yourself in this trouble. And this isn’t even that bad. “ Shut up, nerd.” She yelled, walking past me and purposely bumping into me. “ What going on in here?” Jamie asked coming in. I turned away and saw Jamie by the door coming in, she must have heard the crash and Pinky swearing. “ I quit!” Pinky snapped sharply, taking off the apron. She tried to leave, but Jamie blocked the door. “ Oh no you don’t,” she said. “ You have a debt to pay, remember?

She shook her head and said, "I just remembered someone." "Who? Who do you remember that it made you cry?" Paul asked as she lifted her chin up while she was still holding the stick on her hand tightly because she doesn't want to lose the cotton candy on her hand. Jane removed his hand on her chin and she glanced at the cotton candy again as she sobbed silently. "Why are you crying? Tell me, what is wrong?" Paul muttered as Jane took off a small piece from the cotton candy and stuffed it over her mouth. She chewed very carefully as the tears streamed down her eyes and Paul was still wondering what was wrong.

I’d seen the severity of her injuries firsthand. Pixie put a hand over her mouth, her eyes shining with unshed tears, and her body went limp. She slid off the chair and fell to the floor, I at her side in an instant. “S-she could have died,” Pixie cried, holding onto my upper arm and sobbing into my shoulder. “And I wouldn’t have known until it was too late. How could s-someone do that to her?” “Shh, it’s okay, my love,” I soothed, trying to calm her down. I adjusted their positions on the floor so that she was curled on my lap, my arms wrapped tight around her shivering body. “This isn’t your fault.”

Nanatili kaming ganuon ng ilang minuto hanggang sa naramdaman kong kumalas sa pagkakayakap si Pia. Natawa ako ng makita na basa na ang pisnge niya at namumula ang mga mata. Tumawa din si Cyprian at hinampas si Pia. "Ano ba! Ang aga-aga pinapaiyak niyo ko!" Anggil ni Cyprian. Pia and I laughed as she wiped away her own tears.

I smile down at the ground, trying to conceal it before Julia sees. Maxwell can feel my pain, and he’s taking it away. He’s silently reminding me he’s here, and I’m not alone. Tears swim in my eyes, but it’s not from what I’ve endured; it’s from knowing our bond is strong enough to coax me through this nightmare. “Why don’t we see if we can make her cry again?” Pike flashes another devilish grin. Julia rolls her eyes and swats her hand into his broad chest. “No. Stop getting ahead of yourself. This is my plan.

He then all of a sudden pulled her in his arms and broke down into loud sobs. Brandon: I am sorry Cutiepie. I wanted to celebrate your birthday. I wanted to make this day special for you but everything got ruined. I failed to protect you; I failed as a friend today. I am ashamed of myself and I know you must be hating me right now for supporting my bastard friend who always brought tears in your eyes. I am sorry. Please forgive me. He cried on her shoulders like a child. Xander also looked down in shame. Tears kept rolling down his cheek like a waterfall.

I said weakly, forcing a small smile that felt fragile on my lips. Then Piper was suddenly by my side, moving around my mother with the kind of urgency only a best friend could muster. Tears were already spilling down her cheeks, leaving trails through her carefully applied makeup. "Don't ever do that again," she said, her voice breaking as she let out a sound that was half laughing, half crying. "You almost gave me a heart attack. Do you have any idea what it was like? Getting that call from Lucas, hearing that you were missing?"

And now, as soon as I open my eyes again, I saw Zale's crying face. "Why are you crying, Zale?" I asked as I reached out my hand to touch his face. "Because you suddenly--suddenly..." and there he goes, he cried louder. I looked around and see the children tear up as well. "Where's Neven? I need to speak with him." As soon as I said that, Neven went out of the kitchen looking confused. "W-what's wrong?" Neven asked. I showed my arm and there was a wound. A burn. I accidentally went near its fire and got burned. "Can you heal me?" I asked and he shook his head.

Another cry, followed by shrieking voices. “It’s the kids,” I whispered, already fumbling with my skirt, cheeks burning. “I have to go.....” He cursed under his breath, stepping back, but the frustration in his eyes nearly undid me. I rushed out to find the two kids screaming over the last slice of pizza, both clutching it like it was gold. I sighed, breaking it in half and shoving the pieces into their tiny hands. Their tears turned into sniffles, then silence as the cartoon reclaimed their attention.

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.