Love, Love and A Jarful of Cliche

XVI - Potty-Training

Day #16 -

It's finally the day where Dexter learned where to put his 'chocolates'.

Shawn was there to train him.

"Now Dexter, you climb up here... and-"

The dog didn't listen, he just stared at his master.

He heavily sighed.

Shawn carried his dog, and placed him on his personal potty place.

[A/N: Even I dunno huwat dat iz.]

The dog tilted his head, and ran away.

"So much for that..."

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Rolling on the dirt, with his adorable doggy... since he was tired of chasing him.

*Woof! Woof!*

Despite not even understanding each other, they got along well.

Unbreakable master-pet relationship.

A bond, in other words.

Probably, The pet was the only thing that understood him...

Until he met her...

His phone rang, the dog got mad.

"Dex, You think you can destroy this caller ID with a single bark?"

He laughed, and he answered.

"Shawn-y! It's there! We did it!"

"Oh we did, Did we?"

"I didn't think you could possibly do it, you never had the urge to."

Sandra Sanchez, the one and only.

The dog barked.

"Is that the dog, Shawn-y? We'll be spending a lot of time together... our doggy."

What were they up to?

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Sydney was depressed, had the word hammered on her.

"Ugh...What is this I'm feeling?"

Confused, and afraid of losing Shawn, perhaps.

Cooper came in, with his worried look on his face.

"Miss, You didn't have breakfast today. Is something wrong?"

He approached his mistress, who sitting on her bed.

"I'm okay, no worries."

"Mhm..."

Cooper kissed her on the lip, and laid her onto the bed.

"I'm sorry, miss... I zoned out for a bit."

He did the same, and yawned.

"I'm tired, of waiting... for you to answer my question."

"Which one?"

"What's your problem?" he asked in positive way.

"I don't have any, Cooper." she assured him, "...so no need to worry about me."

Cooper gazed at her hazel-colored orbs.

As she stared at him, too.

"You have wonderful eyes, miss."

She blushed.

"I'm lucky to get to see you as always."

He smiled.

She got back up, and left the room.

Cooper followed her footsteps.

"Kawaii~"

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Let's get back to Aunt Paula's universe, eh?

He walked in, sashaying like a queen.

Every girl saw him in disgust.

Well, not every girl.

A aspiring photographer, approached him, eyes-shining.

"U-Uhm... P-Paul?"

She was cute, and had just the right height.

Paula, was eventually embraced by the adorable fangirl.

"I-I like you a-a lot!"

He was flattered, but rejected the girl.

Paula left her.

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After few more hours, Paula decided to go home.

It was pouring.

He went his way home.

On the sidewalk, he saw the girl he rejected.

Sitting on it's edge, without an umbrella.

She had no care in the world, just because the person she loved, turned her down.

To her surprise, He was there, next to her... holding up an umbrella.

"You're going get..."

She moved away from him, and the umbrella.

"I don't need you anymore... You can't force yourself to stay with me, Paul." she said, tearing up, "I'm used to this kind of things."

Paula kind of felt bad.

"I looked up to you, Paul. I wanted to be... an exact copy of you!"

"You're confession was really sudden, and-"

"It's in the past, now." she smiled.

She ran away from him.

Paula has never felt this guilty.

But who'd say 'YES'? You didn't know her.

What? Do you rely on guilt, or how person looks outside?

No, you don't.

The question was, Why him?

Among billions of potential guys out there, Why choose someone like him?

I looked up to you.

As a soon-to-be photographer, she'll need idolize someone, right?

Was it his looks?

But he wasn't ever seen without his makeup, never.

[The AUTHOR SPECIALS aren't considered.]

What?

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Author's Note:

I took in mind, the specials I've done. So why not do it in the story, then?

I could've called him Paul, but I liked Paula better.

Paul's a handsome bæ though, he's so kyot...

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