Piplup Cries Novels & Stories

—"Crybaby, I can't carry you home this time." —"Lala, I'm not in pain, don't be sad for me..." —"I'll take care of anything you're afraid of, even people." —"Lala, I'm sorry. I’m just a fool who couldn't protect you..." "Ah!" Eulalia cried out in anguish. As the video ended, her account logged out automatically, and the computer screen went black. The sudden scream startled everyone in the internet café, and they turned to look at the corner filled with her sobs.

They were likewise perplexed and concerned about Lilith's crying. "I'm sorry. I'm just delighted," Lilith mumbled as Carla continued to caress her back. "You don't have to cry, Lilith; we're glad for you, too, but we're smiling. Try to smile, okay?" Carla said, comforting Lilith. Lilith muttered, "Thank you." "Stop crying right now, Lilith," Tio said, "or Stephen and I will both cry." He was attempting to console Lilith. Stephen yelled, "I don't cry. I am a man, dude," as he didn't grasp what Tio was trying to say.

Both of us get startled and looked towards the cribs. “It seems they are not happy with PDA between us,” Jasper grumbled and I giggled after hearing his voice. He chuckled after getting up from the bed and walked towards the cribs. It seems, My baby girl, was crying at the moment. Life is going to change from now on. I thought and a satisfied smile appeared on my lips.

"I'm fine. Thank you... Nori." "Master... as a brain enhancement, I can tell you're unstable!" "I said I'm fine!" "Master, if you're going to continue, you need to calm down!" "I'm calm, Nori!" "Everything is fine, master. You don't need to hold back tears!" "Nori... why am I crying? God damn it! Why?" "That's because... you're human. Crying isn't a crime. It's within your nature." |...| Five minutes passed already, Miles... How pathetic of you.

MEMORIES ********************* NARRATORS POV *********************** We are so proud of you Sophie. From when you were a little girl, you showed great resilience and we believed that you would do great things and make the family proud.” grandpa Greg said to Sophie after kissing her on both her cheeks. Her grandma Rosaline held her in a firm hug for some minutes and when she separated the hug Sophie could see glitters of tears in her eyes. “You made us proud tonight, my darling. I have no words to describe it.” the tears flowed down her well powdered weathered cheeks, Sophie brought out a clean white handkerchief from her purse and cleaned the tears.

'' cried Lila while cupping Atthy's face and looking firmly into her eyes. ''Look at me!... Come on, wake up! Wake up!... I'm alone now and need help... Wake up!... Or you will lose your younger siblings too!'' cried Lila again, continuing her words. Sometime later, Atthy's eyeballs began to fill up again, they no longer looked as empty as before. ''Sis... Li-la...'' Atthy said, calling her, then crying. "Enough crying already!... You can cry again later when everything has calmed down!... Now save your tears and help me!'' cried Lila firmly.

" Mickel asked, Camilla burst Into tears, and she said, "No" while tears was dripping down from her eyes, Mickel wiped her tears with his hands and he said, "I've told you, I hate seeing girls In tears, please, If you want me to stay with you, please, don't let me see tears on your face again" "I can't stopped crying, and I don't think I can stop sobbing, because my life Is full of miserable things" Camilla Mendez explained,

hissed Pierre Zhaopardy with his squinting and piercing eyesight. “From your conversations with your elder brother yesterday night, we know you’re rather sad, gloomy, and disappointed towards your elder brother because he hasn’t been contacting you for quite several moments these days. Isn’t it?” hissed Rendy Pluto also with his sharp and stabbing eyes. Erito swallowed his saliva right into his choked throat. His depression as well as frustration were rising up again. He couldn’t repress his sadness, his gloom and his tears anymore. His tears began to flow down automatically from the brink of his glassy eyes.

I would capture this moment for ever in this frame. “Please bhai/brother look at me …”, I shouted and he and uncle both turned their heads looking in my direction. I clicked them. “No more tears please .. Because …” “Priya hate tears …”, they singsong in unison. “Look who is saying this … our confused cry baby ", Krish butted in suddenly and I gaped him. “I am not a cry baby ", I crossed my arms across my chest frowning at him. “Yes you are ..you are actually having a cry sick. No matter whatever the situation is , for you opening the water taps must " , He pressed my nose button. I slapped his hand away scrunching my nose up.

I puff, worn out. Right now, his cheeks deepen and his lips pout, taking the perfect position of a crybaby. Suspecting it's going to be a heavy downpour, I rush to his side. “Hey, baby boy...” I clink my tongue to make noises that babies love, at least Petian loves it. And she smiles back at me. I continue the ritual of flicking his cheeks and singing, but it's futile as tears begin to let down, damning my efforts more as it rolls effortlessly.