Your Sweet Heart | Issue #3

"The Legendary Closet"

As Belly and Cassandra are eating cereal together at the living room table, Cassandra is notably cheery with a pure and innocent smile on her face as she watches the Tv playing some cheesy soap opera. Her smile is so sweet that it can give the healthiest man alive diabetes. Belly, on the other hand, is notably thinking intensely about something with an awkward expression on his face as he intently watches Cassandra eat, more than he does at his cereal or the Tv. What could it be?

This morning… This morning when I woke up this girl was sleeping right next next to me. Our faces… Our lips were only inches away from each other!! WHh?? Did she fall off the bed or something???

He closes his eyes from the embarrassment remembering how beautiful Cassandra looked when they were both lying down in bed, from her messy, blonde hair to her cold feet. He especially remembers the incredible view he had of what was underneath her unbuttoned pajamas. And with a confused, yet embarrassed smile on his face, he thought to himself.

I have to… I must grope them!! Those tig ol’ bitties!!!! Muahahaha!

But before he even has the chance to touch them, he hears her seductive voice, “Goodmorning, Belly. My, aren't you excited today? Is there ever a moment you don’t think about squeezing my boobs?”

And in two seconds, Belly jumps up and returns to the recessive little bitch he is.

“Ah- Cassandra! You- You’re awake??”

“Too bad we can’t stay in bed together since you have an Entrance Exam to go to.”

“Ah- Well… Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

She laughs cynically at Belly’s suffering, only to jump on him and embrace him with her arms and chest.

“Ca-Ca-Cassandra???” Belly asks surprised.

She answers in a sweet, quiet tone, “Belly, thank you for making me happy and forget about everything that makes me cry. I have no doubt that you will pass today’s exams with flying colors.”

In a muffled voice, Belly answers, “Ah!... N-No-No p-problem, Cassandra! But, I can’t- I can’t really breathe in here! Even though, it wouldn’t be such a bad way to g- go! Oh, by the way, I want to show you something!”

“Hm? Heheh. Is it your tiny little sword?”

Belly opens an old, dusty room. As the two of them enter it, the ball of light which follows Abella makes the dust in the air shine like stars. Belly forcefully opens an old cabinet which spouts out even more dust into the air, resulting in the two of them to cough a bit, so that he could uncover something ancient hooked up inside it.

With wide-open eyes, sha asks, “Belly, isn’t that your brother’s legendary sword??”

“Mhm. It is.”

This sacred sword was a perfect mixture of the colors green and gold. Belly’s brother forged it himself with the finest steel and most valuable ore from the wild. On top of that, an Aristocratic Witch casted a powerful spell on it for it to never break.

Yeah, he was most definitely compensating for something.

Belly grabs the powerful and heavy sword, resulting in the ball of light to glow a tad brighter. He struggles to hold,at first, he almost drops it, but then he places it behind his back in its rightful scabbard. Which creates a notable sound of metal sliding across a solid platform.

*Shing!*

Cassandra then thinks to herself,

That sword. It’s so big and long. Looking at it even makes my heart flutter. The colors on it are so pretty, too, it’s as if though it was made specifically for a Princess’ appointed knight. So, because of this, when Belly wears it…

She notices Belly’s proud and determined smile on his face as he struggles to stand still because of how heavy and big the sword is compared to his tiny body. After looking at this, she couldn't stop herself from laughing.

“Pffft- Hahahaha! Belly, you look totally ridiculous!! That sword doesn’t compliment you at all! Hahaha!”

“Huh?? Ye- Yes it does!” Belly’s face turns red, “Ugh! Sh-Shut up! I- I know that I look really cool wearing this! I’m gonna show up to that Entrance Exams looking like a total pimp! And all the hot ladies will be begging for a piece!”

“Hahahaha! Oh my goodness, my stomach- it hurts, Belly! Hahahaha!”

Belly stomps to the front door of his house and slams it open, “Hmph! That’s it, I’m leaving!”

Cassandra runs to the front door, giggling, “See you later, Bellyyy! Goodluck on your exams! I believe in youuuu!!”

Belly keeps running, and surprisingly has a confident smile on his face as he looks straight ahead into the distance.

Cassandra watches Belly leave for a second, then almost closes the door, but before she did she spots a mysterious letter on the ground addressed to Belly.

Hmmmm, this looks suspicious.