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(Important notice: feel like I've said this quite a bit, but just in case, Teamwork is not canon. this is.)


Axel B. , Last name redacted due to how embarassed he is of how it sounds.
A bright, cheerful red panda boy from Port Blue. Even though he was never really 'popular' in school, he is so incredibly fun to have around. Always laughing, making a silly joke, giving the warmest hugs...There were days he would be drained. They were very few and far between though. Trying to make everyone smile and be happy is slightly harsh on one's own psyche. But you'd never see him down infront of others.
 He didn't always have that edgy look, that only happened after hanging out with little Kayla too much. The style grew on him, even though to begin with, it started as a naive thought in his mind.

"I'm sure if I start dressing like that, she'll feel like she has a friend~"

Kay certainly blushed a bit too much when she saw him like that for the first time. She let out a little squeal and glomped him, shed a couple of tears even. Something as insignificant as his clothing, made Kayla let out a sincere smile. It was all he needed, and absolutely worth the shipping costs of those extotic pants of his.

in 2053, when he was 15, Kayla disappeared. Without a notice or apparent reason, his best friend just left. The first two days were relatively insignificant, Kayla was no stranger to skipping school. She never was one to ignore his text though, so when entire days went by without a single reply, the paranoia kicked in. Fear, anxiety, confusion...it wasn't enough to kill that sparkle in his eyes, and his precious smile. At least not as far as other's were concerned. In his room, he'd cry, he'd rest on the arms of his mother, whom he was always really close to. After a couple of weeks, Kayla answered, explaining little, and apologizing a lot.
He was naturally relieved, his heart skipped many beats, as he teared up seing that name on his screen. Saying he wasn't at least a little angry would be a lie, he was. What kind of friend just disappears like that? Sure, maybe do that to other people you know but don't care as much, but to the person that spent the most time next to you, that gave so much energy and love, that gave you at least a smile?
He thought all of this things. His kind hearted nature never let them show, though.

It's hard to tell how much was frustration, how much was his personality, and how much it was the heartbreak. But he started going out with groups of friends, and even approaching girls and other kids his age in the park or at the mall. He gave out his number quite an impressive amount of times, he did get laid a couple of times, as he is naturally quite the charmer. He just isn't one to let the days go by sulking and feeling miserable. Even though not a single day went by without him thinking about his dear friend. He felt, for the most part, like she needed help and he wasn't there to give it. He tried forcing himself to come to terms with the idea that she was the one who left, and he could do nothing about it even if he tried.
He still found himself blaming Kayla's situation on his own failure as a friend. He never let that take him down completely. He'd just shake his head, smile wide, and tell a random joke to the others.

Regardless of how bright his smile was, how funny his jokes were, or how many girls he'd hook up with, nothing filled that hole in his chest left by one who left. The one he cared about the most.

That was until she came back.

==========Br̛̦̳i̸̬d̴̬̤̭g̸͚̦̱̫͓ͅͅé͕͔̺̻̭̮ͅ ̶͉̣̰̗̭͚̦d̸̞̦e̦̘͙͈̝t͍̱̰̺͉̠ec̴̦̲̮̹̬t͇̣̞̼̖e̷̹̤̬̠͙d͈̼͘==============
Yes, I am still scared.. There is a specific trap I can't even tell whether it's there or not.
I would love to think there is, actually, falling for a trap intentionally takes away it's purpose.
Things are not how they were left. And I'm afraid I'm not right, either.
Sometimes one has to wonder where all of this ends, if at all.
So many things to regret... It's rather interesting, after all, it can always be changed, right?
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Published: 3 years ago
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RuneGalin
3 years ago
aw he so cute
NotHyperion
3 years ago
yush~
Splatulated
3 years ago
what happens if call the number its not a fake 555 one :o ???
NotHyperion
3 years ago
He'd never give a fake number n.n
PrincessTwi
3 years ago
daww what a cutie, sure I will call you
NotHyperion
3 years ago
Lnarra214
3 years ago
Looks like a nice guy. interesting lore.
NotHyperion
3 years ago
He's the best! the one you can always count on! will protecc!
but also must protecc~
Euphraim
3 years ago
He is a cute boy. But what a sad story.
NotHyperion
3 years ago
There's light at the end, still some lroe posts away~
Mousarchy
3 years ago
**looks at tail** I'd gladly take that number.
NotHyperion
3 years ago
So you can maybe sleep with him and snuggle the tail all night? teehee
Mousarchy
3 years ago
of course, what ELSE would I do with such a cutie?
Eclipsethefolf
3 years ago
what a hottie owo
NotHyperion
3 years ago
very~
FoxyIbLover
3 years ago
cute
Boeing
1 year, 1 month ago
He's such a good boi.
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