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Pest looked at the paper, thinking.. What could they write? Was there anything it should write? They weren't exactly.. the affectionate type. In fact, it often hissed and gnawed on their.. "not-wife". But it wasn't out of malice. It's just how Pest acted, how they showed its affection. Why write a letter? Well.. it was nearing Valentine's Day. Pest had watched as all the couples, romantic or not, get gifts and praise and love. And what did Pest have? Nobody. Nobody but Poob. They had seen Poob getting so many valentine gifts from people she had partied with. It boiled Pest with anger. Possessive jealousy. Scag had made some comment about Pest looking a little green. What did that computer know..
Pest stared at the paper, sighing and just.. began to write.
" Dear Poob,
When you entered my life, I was annoyed. I was angry. I was filled with hate and distrust for those around me.
I didn't know how to behave.
How to feel.
How to trust.
I hated you when we first met. I found you annoying. Loud. Frustrating. I thought you were the worst person ever. Too loud. Boundary breaking. Disgusting.
You filled my world whether I wanted it or not. And I'm glad you did.
I was alone for so many years. Trapped in a relationship I truly didn't know if I was wanted in anymore. And when it self destructed, when I self destructed, you were there.
I bit, scratched, snarled and screamed at you. But you stayed. You never left. You stayed. You bared the feel of my teeth in your skin. You withstood the blood I bled from you in my rage.
And when my own arms began to bleed from my destruction, you stayed by my side. You stopped the bleeding, and I finally realized; I was whole around you.
I didn't feel so angry around you. I didn't feel like the world was out to get me around you. I didn't feel distrust.
I felt love. Want. Care. Genuine feelings. I felt like I had a place beside your side. I felt like I belonged.
You didn't see me self destruct time and time again and think I was evil. You did not belittle me. You sat there, held my hand, and told me right. You spoke softly when the voices were loud. You stood up for me when it was all too much.
I do not believe I'd have survived so long if not for you. You were the star I needed. The guiding light in a smothering darkness that threatened to swallow me whole time and time again.
The gentle touch you held to me, even when screaming in joy. I never forgot it, despite how hard my brain tried to make me. I could never forget you.
If I were to forget you, I can only assume I'd be dead.
Your existence in my everything. I am always excited to see you, if you have not noticed.
My feelings switched so rapidly by seeing you even in a split moment.
Brightens my day, if you allow.
This is getting corny, and long..
But, I will say. My feelings for you have grown over the short time we have known each other.
I know you have someone else, and I hate being this way. But I can't deny it anymore.
I love you more than I think I could ever love someone.
More than I loved them. More than I think I could ever love.
I hope my feelings never go away, and I hope you don't go away.
Go die or something, Pest "
Pest stared at the letter with annoyance. This was so corny. But it's all Pest thought of doing. They folded up the letter and stuffed it into an envelope, licking it shut. It stared at the envelope for several moments. Were they really going to do this? Yes, yes it was. They hurried to the subway, the pins on its coat jingling slightly. There they were, swaying from side to side, arms bouncing with each sway of her hips. She was wearing that signature heart sweater they wore every Valentines Day, as well as a heart shaped skirt that bounced in such a cute way. Poob noticed Pest pretty quickly, it was hard to hide in the darkness when you had red eyes.
Poob waved Pest to come over, to which Pest shoved the envelope in her face with a flustered, "SHUT UP AND TAKE THIS" and running off. Hah, they got the Etter to them and that's what mattered to it.