Round
–Robin Story 2
He never realized he was allergic
to love until… He met Susan. Just
catching a glimpse of her made him feverish (literally). When she smiled , he
began to break out in hives. And when she talked to him, …he fainted from a a
heart attack and woke up as Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore fell in love with Katherine
Pierce/Ptrova. Our protagonist went to a
homeopathic healer to find a cure for his allergy to Susan, whom he liked very
much. The healer wanted him to tell her something more about Susan so she could
give him the right cure. he ( Jonathan) was dumbfounded, all he said : “I love
her”. “ I want to help her.” His
sickness was rare and unique. He began to feel drowsy and nauseous, he puked.
After running tests on him it was evident that he had an overly large heart ,
and needed surgery. So he went in for care and they put him to sleep for 3
days. On the 3ed day Susan came to the hospital and decided to give him her
heart to save him. Suddenly , the doctors realized that his overly large heart
was really a good thing, as he had twice as much love and plasma to give .
Susan fainted with relief, the plasma and plasma to give came in handy.
Round-Robin Story 3
The flowers were a nice romantic
gesture, except for… the blue dragon that gave birth from just one look.
Dragons like to give their sweethearts flowers , but they don’t tend to last
long- roses are more flammable than you’d think . So when we take our roses with us , to carry to the
homes of our sweethearts, what we really need to be aware of is what we are
actually giving to our beloved… However if roses aren’t enough to make
your loved one happy , you might
consider looking for the rarest flowers of all… the oobadaga flower :
found only once every
century, it can only be grown on the soil of an Indian burial ground ,
watered with only acid rain , and faeries must perform a line dance the evening
before it blooms in order for it to be perfect.
Round- Robin Story 4
“ That was the worst date ever, “
I complained . “You’ll never believe what happened…” It all began on the
morning of February 14th , as
I walked through the forest glades , scouring through the white patches of
daises scattered over the grounds twisting around the most beautiful castle that
I had ever seen. In the doorway before one of the largest terraces that I could
ever have imagined , was the silhouette of someone bathed in black robes. His
face I could not see. I paused… I was going to turn around and head back home ,
until he spoke! His voice was husk, smooth and reminded me of…
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