I'm bored. I almost always write when I'm bored. Hope y'all like it!
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Sometimes I hate myself.
I don't know why. Maybe it's because I can't speak right. Maybe it's my inability to control myself and think ahead. Maybe it's that ugly scar on the side of my face from that time when I told someone I thought I could trust my secret, and they beat me up.
My secret, سے طرف کی the way, is my sexuality.
I'm pansexual. That means I love everyone. How it's different from bi is I love transexual, nonsexual, etc.
Another secret I have: I'm...

I had SOO much fun writing this chapter! I hope آپ have just as much fun reading it! Comment!
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"Ugh," Kowalski instictively stretched out, before realizing he was no longer in a crate. He lay on a cold powdery substance. Snow? Kowalski put some in his mouth, then spit it out. It was Fake.

Standing up, he brushed of the flakes and looked around.
There was fake ice and snow covering the landscape,
with stone slabs set out in an area of salt water. If the snow wasn't real then...was this a habitat? Kowalski searched the perimeter for his mate, but came...

Chapter 2

Note: Sorry about not updating so soon! I've been sort of busy, so yeah…You get the whole idea, thought I am really surprised about all the people that شدہ تبصرہ the story! I really loved the reviews, and to tell آپ guys the truth, this story was just going to be a one-shot! I was pretty bored one دن so I just wrote it…and well, I decided to post it anywhere I could. I am quite pleased with the reviews that I got, which is what motivated me to keep going. Thank آپ to all my audience!

Second Note: The following chapter is in Kowalski's point of view.

I don't know why I did that....

My first Kico fic and I don't think I did a very good job. It's in Ricos point of veiw.
I put this on fanfiction, But I want to put on here to so مزید people will read it. please
comment with praise and/or criticism.
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I wasn't exactly sure when I started feeling like this. kowalski was a team mate. A good friend. And nothing more. But lately I felt like we should be something more. It started out with مزید contact. I would put my flipper on his shoulder یا occasionally rub up against him when we were walking. I could just stand یا sit اگلے to Kowalski...