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[BethGoth05]

Watching Corrie clips on Youtube. Rosie's really changed. (I haven't watched it properly since 2005/2006)



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[Strange Pirate]

1st sign of madness? Quoting your own posts on a forum.

[Maifafan2009]

hey Beth

[rrrobyn]

Originally Posted by BethGoth05

Watching Corrie clips on Youtube. Rosie's really changed. (I haven't watched it properly since 2005/2006)

I remember when the only thing the Webster kids did on Corrie was eat beans on toast.

[BethGoth05]

Originally Posted by rrrobyn

I remember when the only thing the Webster kids did on Corrie was eat beans on toast.

Me too. Though didn't Sophie drink champagne at a wedding or something? (This was about ten years ago, mind you.)

[TheRealDeal]

I like a bit of meat on the bone
And I ain't talking about my food

[SolidFitLad]

what iis up wiith loads of giirls calliing me so cute and sexii and hot :P xxx

[Liam]

Originally Posted by SolidFitLad

what iis up wiith loads of giirls calliing me so cute and sexii and hot :P xxx

Yeah they must be crazy.

[Strange Pirate]

Originally Posted by SolidFitLad

what iis up wiith loads of giirls calliing me so cute and sexii and hot :P xxx

Maybe you visited a deaf, dumb and blind institute?

[el_chico_che]

That was class, burn. I'm tempted to quote it.

[BethGoth05]

“ Ambrose, would you come here a moment? I’d like to show you something!” Lavender Eyes piped up when she was at her desk one evening. She looked up and grinned.

I approached her and she showed me a delightful but badly drawn picture that Azkadee had given her. The beloved princess had drawn herself, holding hands with her mother and there was me standing beside them, with the biggest grin you’d ever see. The King was supposedly flying away in his hot-air balloon. At the top of the page, the precious girl had untidily written her name with ‘Mommy, Daddy and Unkle Ambrose’ squashed up beside it. Lavender Eyes cooed lovingly.

“ Would you look at that?” she whispered through her smile. “ Isn’t it just marvellous?”

“ Yes,” I replied with a smile as I looked over the queen’s shoulder. “ But might I point out that Ahamo is drifting away?” I pointed to the portrayal of Ahamo. “ It looks like Azkadee thinks I’ve taken over.”

“ What do you mean?” She looked up at me frowning.

“ Well, we’re holding hands and I look very happy!” I chuckled. That notion tickled me. “ Maybe she’s come to terms with Ahamo not being here.”

Lavender Eyes stared at the picture again, gasped and slapped her pink cheek. “ Oh, no. We’re just starting to work things out! I have to set her straight!”

“ But what if it doesn’t work out? Hmm? You said so yourself, he’s not the man you first fell in love with.” If I was going to tell her how I felt, it was now or never.

“ What are you saying?” she asked. “ I knew you didn’t like him! What is it about him? Are you jealous?!”

“ No, it’s not him. It’s you.” Lavender Eyes’ mouth twitched as if she wanted to say something but I prevented her. Hypnotised by those beautiful, unearthly purple eyes, I couldn’t help myself. Even when I pursed my lips, it just spilled out. “ Lavender Eyes, I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you ever since I laid eyes on you!”

The Queen glared at me, with her eyes burning through me like Azkadee’s dolls. She furrowed her brow in horror, confusion and even disgust. Her beautiful mouth gaped open slightly. Not one word escaped her lips. I didn’t respond. All I did was stare straight into her eyes, almost seeing past them. When they say the eyes are a window into the soul, they mean it. Her unique and wild spirit was something to be celebrated; enjoyed. There had not been an Ozian monarch with such spirit since Princess Ozma, who lived hundreds of years ago. My love was bursting through my chest. She faced the drawing again. I listened to her breath deepening. Being the good friend I so desperately wanted to be, I squeezed her trembling shoulders in support.

“ Is it true? Have you always felt this way?” she whispered, her voice flowing like honey. The sound of her voice was like having my ears embraced by silk.

I hesitated but I had to say it. “ You know it’s true. There is no denying, Your Majesty! How could I not?” I paused, as she arose from the chair and turned around. I opened my mouth and breathed sharply for several moments. She was so beautiful I could barely contain myself. “ You’re the only friend I’ve ever had. You’re so kind and gentle. You’re a wonderful ruler. Your Light is tremendous. You are the most beautiful being I’ve ever met,” I cried as I listed all the great things that made my dear friend so vastly brilliant.

Never tearing my eyes from hers, I watched her let out a deep sigh. “ Truth be told,” she whispered, her forming words articulating crystal clear. “ In the past, I’ve found your company comforting, warm and delightful. You’re constantly making me laugh!” She chuckled and grinned to mask those unmistakable tears of despair that clouded her bright, God-given violet eyes. “ Sometimes,” she continued hesitantly. She was choosing her words very carefully. “ Sometimes, I wish we could just…get away!” she cried in a somewhat unsettling cheery voice. “ Just you and me! No more responsibilities!”

I beamed and caressed her slender cheek. Gently, I kissed the tip of her pretty nose. “ Why don’t we?” I whispered with a smile. I suddenly felt refreshed; rejuvenated. I was becoming a mischievous fourteen year old once again, or at least, it felt like it. “ Right now!”

She grinned and I swept her off her feet. She clung to my neck and giggled as I tried to lift her. In the excitement, she gave me a peck on the lips. She laughed again when I grunted as I lifted her weightless body. Kissing every few minutes, I half carried her to my bedroom.




It took just four pages to get there! Ambrose, you dog, you!

[Strange Pirate]

You're a bit strange. (No pun intended.)

[BethGoth05]

Glad you noticed

[TheRealDeal]

Originally Posted by BethGoth05

“ Ambrose, would you come here a moment? I’d like to show you something!” Lavender Eyes piped up when she was at her desk one evening. She looked up and grinned.

I approached her and she showed me a delightful but badly drawn picture that Azkadee had given her. The beloved princess had drawn herself, holding hands with her mother and there was me standing beside them, with the biggest grin you’d ever see. The King was supposedly flying away in his hot-air balloon. At the top of the page, the precious girl had untidily written her name with ‘Mommy, Daddy and Unkle Ambrose’ squashed up beside it. Lavender Eyes cooed lovingly.

“ Would you look at that?” she whispered through her smile. “ Isn’t it just marvellous?”

“ Yes,” I replied with a smile as I looked over the queen’s shoulder. “ But might I point out that Ahamo is drifting away?” I pointed to the portrayal of Ahamo. “ It looks like Azkadee thinks I’ve taken over.”

“ What do you mean?” She looked up at me frowning.

“ Well, we’re holding hands and I look very happy!” I chuckled. That notion tickled me. “ Maybe she’s come to terms with Ahamo not being here.”

Lavender Eyes stared at the picture again, gasped and slapped her pink cheek. “ Oh, no. We’re just starting to work things out! I have to set her straight!”

“ But what if it doesn’t work out? Hmm? You said so yourself, he’s not the man you first fell in love with.” If I was going to tell her how I felt, it was now or never.

“ What are you saying?” she asked. “ I knew you didn’t like him! What is it about him? Are you jealous?!”

“ No, it’s not him. It’s you.” Lavender Eyes’ mouth twitched as if she wanted to say something but I prevented her. Hypnotised by those beautiful, unearthly purple eyes, I couldn’t help myself. Even when I pursed my lips, it just spilled out. “ Lavender Eyes, I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you ever since I laid eyes on you!”

The Queen glared at me, with her eyes burning through me like Azkadee’s dolls. She furrowed her brow in horror, confusion and even disgust. Her beautiful mouth gaped open slightly. Not one word escaped her lips. I didn’t respond. All I did was stare straight into her eyes, almost seeing past them. When they say the eyes are a window into the soul, they mean it. Her unique and wild spirit was something to be celebrated; enjoyed. There had not been an Ozian monarch with such spirit since Princess Ozma, who lived hundreds of years ago. My love was bursting through my chest. She faced the drawing again. I listened to her breath deepening. Being the good friend I so desperately wanted to be, I squeezed her trembling shoulders in support.

“ Is it true? Have you always felt this way?” she whispered, her voice flowing like honey. The sound of her voice was like having my ears embraced by silk.

I hesitated but I had to say it. “ You know it’s true. There is no denying, Your Majesty! How could I not?” I paused, as she arose from the chair and turned around. I opened my mouth and breathed sharply for several moments. She was so beautiful I could barely contain myself. “ You’re the only friend I’ve ever had. You’re so kind and gentle. You’re a wonderful ruler. Your Light is tremendous. You are the most beautiful being I’ve ever met,” I cried as I listed all the great things that made my dear friend so vastly brilliant.

Never tearing my eyes from hers, I watched her let out a deep sigh. “ Truth be told,” she whispered, her forming words articulating crystal clear. “ In the past, I’ve found your company comforting, warm and delightful. You’re constantly making me laugh!” She chuckled and grinned to mask those unmistakable tears of despair that clouded her bright, God-given violet eyes. “ Sometimes,” she continued hesitantly. She was choosing her words very carefully. “ Sometimes, I wish we could just…get away!” she cried in a somewhat unsettling cheery voice. “ Just you and me! No more responsibilities!”

I beamed and caressed her slender cheek. Gently, I kissed the tip of her pretty nose. “ Why don’t we?” I whispered with a smile. I suddenly felt refreshed; rejuvenated. I was becoming a mischievous fourteen year old once again, or at least, it felt like it. “ Right now!”

She grinned and I swept her off her feet. She clung to my neck and giggled as I tried to lift her. In the excitement, she gave me a peck on the lips. She laughed again when I grunted as I lifted her weightless body. Kissing every few minutes, I half carried her to my bedroom.




It took just four pages to get there! Ambrose, you dog, you!

[BethGoth05]

I only posted it because I'm particularly proud of it

[yarnbury11]

That's heavy going for this time of night. I saw Ambrose, thought of Ambrosia custard and started daydreaming.

[TheRealDeal]

Originally Posted by BethGoth05

I only posted it because I'm particularly proud of it

[BethGoth05]

But I write best at night, so nyah

[Strange Pirate]

Originally Posted by yarnbury11

That's heavy going for this time of night. I saw Ambrose, thought of Ambrosia custard and started daydreaming.

I thought of Ambrosini from AC Milan.

[BethGoth05]

When I first heard the name Ambrose, I thought of a historical doctor. I think his name was Ambrose

[Jjovers]

Originally Posted by BethGoth05

But I write best at night, so nyah

It's morning. :P, i have read many of you passages now, they've grown on me and now i quite like them xD

So anyway, how are you?

[Jjovers]

Well goodnight and goodmorning everyone, bye.

[sims3chris]

Hi guys!

[Subra30]

Hello,anyone.

[MechaWolf]

is anyone actually on today?