CURTAINS

It's a fanfiction.

Curtains finished packing. Ever since Windows, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Curtains had been gloomy.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing licked him, all was curtainy. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a railing to become a revolutionary keyboard.

Just then, there was a poopy knock at the door. Curtains opened it and stood there huskily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his curtain.

When Curtains came to, Windows was holding his curtain railing and looking silky. "My love," Windows said frantically, "I'm sorry for the roomy shock. I've been shipwrecked on a red island for the last ten years, living like a curtain hanging over a window on a railing because that was what it was made for. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my pain in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Curtains could hardly believe his Windows had returned. "I will always love you, pain or no pain. Besides, you can cover it up with a curtain." 

They embraced exquisitely and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was chryselephantine.

Author's Note

It didn't use Booth-style. It sucks..

Reviews

[Woody]

an absolute delightful read!! beautifully quirky.
I enjoyed this little piece very much. thanks for sharing.

[I Am A Book]

Thank you, kind sir. I really like curtains.

[Woody]

so do I. I personally like them with a squeeze of lemon. how do you like yours?

[I Am A Book]

I rather like them with some maple syrup, personally.

[Woody]

haha.. you are a man of taste, Sir.