BILBO BAGGINS IS BRAVER THAN YEW [Charmaine]

Getting high was Peyton's past time. Laying in the grass with his best gal Charmaine, starin' at the blue sky. He watched the clouds with his bloodshot eyes, one cloud looked like a bird.

"Hahaha, lookit Charmaine it's a bird!" he said, pointing lazily into the air, not actually even pointing at the bird cloud.

"WEESNAW!"

"Oh my gun, it is a bird!" she replied. What was a gun? Eh, who cared. She was with Peyton, her buddy, her pal, her boyfrann. She giggled. :3

"Peyton," she said, rolling over and flopping her body on his. "What would you do if I told you I lou yove?" She blinked, thinking for a minute. That sounded wrong. Oh, right. "Love you?"

Peyton grinned up at Charmaine, "I'd say I love yew back then make love to your couch!"

He started laughing really really hard.

Charmaine smiled, closing her eyes and kissing Peyton on the lips softly. She reopened her eyes when she stopped, looking into his eyes again.

"Really, though," she said. She was having one of her ~deep trips. "Not just I love you, but the really love love you. The I really love you love you. That I love you. You know? What if I said that?" She wasn't sure how she wanted him to respond. She was actually thinking more about how big that catepillar a few feet away looked. Why was it so big?

Peyton made this weird looking face, which I'd like to call his thinking while he's high face.

"I dunno, I'd..." Peyton squinted up at Charmaine, "I'd tell you how pretty you are."

Not the best answer, but it was a start.

Charmaine smiled sweetly, closing her eyes again and leaning forward for a kiss.

"Good answer," she said when she pulled her lips from his. "I think I'd tell you how pretty you are, too. 'Cause you're real pretty." She giggled.

Peyton laughed loudly and obnoxiously, "Whut would you do if I turned into my daemon and George turned into me?"

Peyton's eyes got huge, "Woah, that would be sooooo weeeeiiiierd!"

Charmaine looked to the grass, thinking for a minute. She suddenly looked back to him, smiling evilly.

"I'd go, 'HELLO??? IS THIS MY MAN OR A DAEMON?'" she yelled, sitting up on him and playfully hitting his torso with her fists. "And then he'd go, 'No, this is George,' and I'd go, 'Well bring him back because I love him and he's mine.'" She smiled, obviously proud of herself, as if she'd overcome a large obstacle in a creative way.

Peyton made 'oof' noises, laughed then sat up. He wrested his hands on Charmaine's hips and gave her a good long sloppy kiss.

"I love you Charmie!" he said goofily.

Chamaine giggled and goofed and nuzzled and kissed. She felt so perfect with Peyton. She knew it wasn't the drugs...or it wasn't always the drugs.

"I love you, Peytie!" she said. Diesel was laying around in the grass, holding his back paws in the air with his front paws. He was gnawing on some grass as he did so, looking up at the sky. Not sure why I felt the need to say that, but I thought it would be cute. :3

"How about a piggyback ride, Peytie?" she asked. She didn't know who would be getting one from who, but she thought she'd ask. She wanted one. Or to give one. Whatever ended up happening.

Peyton blinked and started at Charmaine like he had no idea what she just said, "Can I have one first?"

"Of course!" Charmaine clapped, smiling a big smile. "I'd be happy to give you one."

She climbed off of him, stretched her arms out into the air, stood there for a minute wondering why she had gotten up, and then squatted after remembering.

"Alrighty, climb on meeee!" she said, looking over her shoulder at him.

Peyton watched her with a dazed look in his eyes.

Charmaine wrote:"Alrighty, climb on meeee!"

"WEESNAW!" Peyton bellowed.

He climbed upon Charmaine's back, pointed ahead and said, "Onward Squire Maldoon!"

"Yessir!" Charmaine replied, charging forward. Well, in her mind she charged forward. In her mind Peyton also was a night in shining armor, with a sword and wings. She was his beautiful white horse daemon, and she was galloping through a field of blue gold chips that sparkled in the green sunlight.

In all reality, she was going at an insanely slow pace. The sounds she made, which included swooshes and the screaming sound you'd make on a roller coaster, didn't really fit as well as she imagined, but that was okay. Peyton wouldn't judge or anything. xD

Peyton was making 'woohoo' and 'whee' noises as if it was the best damn thing he ever did in his life. "Faster Charmie! It's like I'm on the rollar coaster at the carnival!"

"Faster? YOU WANT FASTER?!" she screamed, trudging forward. She felt like she was floating through air. Who needs their legs when they're floating? There's nothing under you to walk on.

She kept walking anyways, though. She knew she had to walk for Peyton. "Don't die!" she said. "Don't die, Peyton!" She started breathing heavily. "I hafta keep walking for you, for you, Peyton! FOR YOU!" With that, her legs gave up and she fell to her knees into some clouds.

"Oh, no! PEYTON STAY ALIVE, I LOVE YOU! STUPID LEGS, GET UP! WE MUST WALK THROUGH THESE CLOUDS!" She held onto her boyfriend tight so he wouldn't fall into the mountains below them.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Peyton screamed. "DON'T LET ME DIE!"

Somehow, Peyton squirmed free of Charmaine's arms, and he ran around in circles, stopped then sat on the ground.

"Charmie I'm over here now!"

Charmaine screamed with Peyton wriggled from her grasp because she thought she'd lost him. "No, Peyton," she mumbled, her her face sinking into her palms. When she heard his voice again, she looked towards him. She smiled like never before. "Oh, Peyton!" she screamed, rushing over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I thought I'd lost you! Your safe!" Thank goodness they were on the grass again! The grass was safe.

Peyton wrapped his arms around Charmaine, and pulled her down into the grass.

"That was so scary wasn't it?" he asked her. "No more piggy backs for a while, it's too dangerous."

Charmaine nodded, closing her eyes and leaning close. "What an awful idea. I'm sorry I killed you." She nuzzled his nose and suddenly had forgotten the whole thing.

"I should take you flying someday. It's almost as perfect as you."

Let's hope they're not high when it happens.

"That would be cool," Peyton commented. "I could throw rocks at you, if you'd want..."

Peyton giggled.

"I could be like a superhero and fly around the speeding rocks. I could save the damsel in distress, Peytonifer! I'd be the flying wonderous Charmainain!" She had opened her eyes and was looking to the sky, imagining the two of them flying around.

"Then you can show your cool superhero powers too, and we could be the best superhero couple ever!"

"Yeah!" Peyton agreed. "That would be so groovy..."

Peyton layed there staring at the sky, then started singing, "WE DIG DIG DIG DIG FROM EARLY MORN TO NIGHT, WE DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG UP EVERY THING IN SIGHT!"

"Hey, you can dig," she said, nudging him. "Maybe we should dig. You wanna dig? I wanna fly.

"I'm like a biiiiird, I wanna fly awayyyy, I don't know where my SOUL ISSS, I don't know where my HOME IS, BUT BABY I'MMA NEED FOR YOU TO NOTICE!" she sang, rolling over him.

"STEAMROLLER!"

"Ahhhh," Peyton screamed, but it wasn't a loud scream. "I've been rolled."

He rolled over onto his side and grabbed Charmaine from behind, and he pulled her closer. He nuzzled her neck and nibbled her ear lobe a little bit.

"Haha, I'm a nibbler!"