CasideXDonald Excerpt

Caiside wrapped his arms around Donald. Donald let out a squeak of surprise. “You seem stressed.” Caiside whispered softly into Donald’s shoulder.

“I’m fine.” Donald replied. He wasn’t sure why, but Caiside had a personal space problem. What he couldn’t figure out was why it occurred when no one else was around! It seemed the moment no one was around, Caiside would just gravitate to Donald’s personal space and just invade it.

Caiside squinted his eyes at Donald. He knew a lie when he heard it. Donald was stressed about something. He nestled into the crook of his shoulder. Donald lifted his shoulders some, but Caiside still stayed in the crook of his shoulder. “You’re stressed.”

Donald flung his head back and sighed in defeat. “I’ll be fine. It’s not like stress kills people.”

Caiside shook his head. Sure stress couldn’t kill a normal person, but it still wasn’t a good thing to have. Caiside began pulling Donald along with him.

“Where are you taking me?” Donald muttered as he allowed Caiside to drag him down the hallway.

“Just come on.” Caiside stated.

Donald sighed.

Caiside pushed Donald into his favorite recliner. Caiside pulled the lever and Donald gasped as the back fell back and his legs were lifted.

“Are you alright?” Caiside turned around from the book case.

“How’d you get all the way over there so fast?” Donald mumbled.

Caiside took his response as fine and continued skimming the spines of the books. He plucked one off and waltzed back over to Donald. He put the book in Donald’s hands and stood expectantly.

“What?” Donald arched an eyebrow.

Caiside tapped the cover of the book patiently.

Donald looked at the book. It was the book of mythical creatures he had been reading. He had been trying to pin down what kind of creature Caiside was. Donald sighed. He must be getting impatient. Donald cracked the book opened and began reading. He was hoping that the creature Caiside was would just pop out at him.

Donald flinched as he felt hands on his shoulders. He turned around to glare up at Caiside. “What are you doing?” he hissed.

“Rubbing your shoulders.” Caiside answered with a bored expression. “You’re stressed out.”

“So why do you have to rub my shoulders?” Donald shouted turning red.

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Krissie: Been a while since I've worked on this series, so I'm getting back in the game with this. I'm going to finish these guys' story first before going to Genie and Rosabella to finish their story.