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"True Love" is a short story by Landry Q. Walker that was published inside the anthology Tales from a Galaxy Far, Far Away: Aliens: Volume I on April 5, 2016. The story focuses on Unkar Plutt, the scrap trader. „True Love“ ist ein Song aus der Serie Liv und Maddie, der in der Serie von Liv Rooney geschrieben und gesungen wurde. Später ändert Holden Dippledorf etwas an der Melodie und singt ihn mit Liv. Der Song wurde von Dove Cameron und Jordan Fisher gesungen. Geschrieben wurde er von Adam Anders, Peer Astrom & Shelly Peiken. Nick Potter is robbed and beaten at gunpoint after trying to get a witness to testify. Brian Peluso gets ready to move in with his girlfriend. "True Love" is a song performed by Wang Chung, recorded on the album Points on the Curve in 1984. The song appeared in the Miami Vice episode "Junk Love". True Love is a 1977 science-fiction short story by Isaac Asimov. Part of the Multivac series and the Robot series, it was first published in the February 1977 issue of American Way magazine. It was later collected in 1982's The Complete Robot and 1986's Robot Dreams. True Love is the tenth and final episode of the second series of Shameless. It marked the final appearance of Fiona Gallagher and the brief return of Steve McBride. True love is supposedly affection of the 'written-in-the-stars', fate and destiny brand. It occurs only once in the lifetime of your average character, and is often the source of much joy, angst, moping, irrational moodswings, Famous Last Stands, Deus ex machinae and unexpected plot twists. Note that in real life, true love can occur more than once in a person's lifetime, and many good works of fiction may deal with this fact. Unless you're a Suethor, in which case the page you're actually looking for is here. "True Love" is sung by Miss Piggy and Link Hogthrob in a jungle for the opening number in episode 324 of The Muppet Show. True Love is a The Legend of Brock episode. His arm lifts, and gently it comes down over me; with little effort I am pulled against him as his face comes to rest against the back of my neck. He makes a soft, happy sound before his breaths steady once again, and he drops into deeper slumber. A thick hand plays with the fur at my waist, and the warmth of him bites back the cold of night. Even though he is fairly riddled with muscle and his hands are covered in calluses, both are comforting and gentle when they come against me. And all I can do is lie here, and think about how much I loathe him. Phineas and his friends go on a cruise to Hawaii. Once there, they meet a boy who steals Isabella away from Phineas. Can Phineas get his girl back? True Love is the third scenario in the Elwin and Shaera campaign in Heroes of Might and Magic IV. A part of the Satisfaction's cargo hold has been converted into a pocket docking bay, and a ramp folds down as Henry Morgan, starting down, settles his hat on his head. Newt follows along, looking around at everything. "Yo! Morg!" Jack calls, closing the distance quickly. "Was meanin' to come ask you if you and your crew would like to come grab a drink with us, ya know? I still got some of the shivers from the kid, some strong buzz might make it easier to forget 'er." Newt looks over at the trash-heap as if startled and then sighs before catching up with Jack. Home, Strongheart thought. We're going home. After staying away from the Tunnels and doing so many things during that time, he was just about ready to head back and rest for a couple of eons. Still, it was amazing all that they'd managed to do in such a short amount of time. He was truly proud of their rebellion. "Whoa," Cinderdapple said, coming to a stop just ahead. Cloverice's eyes widened as she peered past the gray she-cat. Birdsong gave a wide smile. "The plains. We're almost there." "Got it!" Jolted out of his reverie, he turned to see a grinning Silverbreeze, the hare clenched in her jaws. True Love (マジコイ, Majikoi) is the one hundredth ninety nineth chapter of the Nisekoi manga series written and illustrated by Naoshi Komi, and published weekly in the magazine Weekly Shōnen Jump. Friends Fanfiction. Ross and Chandler kiss during an christmas party during Season Two. The two fall in love but try and hide it from their friends. Warning, This fanfiction has a few gay sex scenes, So if anyone has an problem, Don't read. True Love (noun) 1. a state of emotional connection that can only exist between an man and a woman antonym: Gay Marriage Image:WWTS1sted1.png "True Love"is a part of Wikiality.com's dictionary, "Watch What You Say". For the full dictionary, click . Oooooo~WhoaYeah (yeah) My True Love, Girl. 'Cause the whole world's so confused about love! OoWaHaooHoOoOo~ Girl just Hold on Just because your emotional high seems to have died Oh baby hold on doesn't mean that your love has run dry. You must decide! [Chorus] Truuuuuuuue LOVE! Oh baby, True love is the choice that you make on the hardest of days. Hoooooooooooold ooon Oh baby, hold on! 'Cause I can guarantee that it's worth it all! Oo~h Gyeah~ My love. (Hoo~ Hoo~) Oh baby, baby, my love. My love. My love. True Love is the purist and true form of Love. True Love conquers all. Graham found True Love in Valanice. True Love (Disadvantage, 3 points) [Mental] A character with the True Love disadvantage has found his true love, which can be a painful experience in Rokugan. True Love (born May 25, 1926) is a distinguished thoroughbred racehorse, and the triple crown champion of 1994. On May 27, 1995 Christopher Reeve was paralyzed from the neck down when thrown head over heels by True Love. "True Love" is the continuation of "Star of Bethlehem", both from the album I-Empire by Angels & Airwaves. It is notable for it's relatively long running time (6+ minutes).

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True Love (マジコイ, Majikoi) is the one hundredth ninety nineth chapter of the Nisekoi manga series written and illustrated by Naoshi Komi, and published weekly in the magazine Weekly Shōnen Jump. Oooooo~WhoaYeah (yeah) My True Love, Girl. 'Cause the whole world's so confused about love! OoWaHaooHoOoOo~ Girl just Hold on Just because your emotional high seems to have died Oh baby hold on doesn't mean that your love has run dry. You must decide! Realize that there's a difference between true love and addiction. Understand that your emotions can't be all that will pull you through. So hold on. hold on. Hold on. Hold on on To your love 'cause it's true. And hold on~nanananananana to our dreams through and through. We live in a world that speaks about love; love specifically intoxicating physically in lust. But there comes a time when all that you will find is me right here just standing by your side. And I say: [Chorus] Truuuuuuuue LOVE! Oh baby, True love is the choice that you make on the hardest of days. Hoooooooooooold ooon Oh baby, hold on! 'Cause I can guarantee that it's worth it all! Know that true love reaches higher as we grow and reach desires. Never holding on to the wrongs we've done always faithful and living up. So hey girl So hey girl girl Can't you see my belief? Just hold onanananananana~ and let go of your grief. We live in a world that speaks about love specifically intoxicating physically in lust. But there comes a time when all that you will find is me right here just standing by your side. And I say: [Chorus] Truuuuuuuue LOVE! Oh baby, True love is the choice that you make on the hardest of days. Hoooooooooooold ooon Oh baby, hold on! 'Cause I can guarantee that it's worth it all! Oo~h Gyeah~ My love. (Hoo~ Hoo~) Oh baby, baby, my love. My love. My love. Love is patient and love is kind forever trusting, believing, enduring inside. It does require that you love your self right. You must be strong to have a selfless mind. Love is patient and love is kind forever trusting, believing, enduring inside. It does require that you love your self right. You must be strong to have me standing by your side. And I say: [Chorus] Truuuuuuuue LOVE! Oh baby, true love is the choice that you make on the hardest of days. Hoooooooooooold ooon Oh baby, hold on! 'Cause I can guarantee that it's worth it all! (2x) "True Love" is a song performed by Wang Chung, recorded on the album Points on the Curve in 1984. The song appeared in the Miami Vice episode "Junk Love". A part of the Satisfaction's cargo hold has been converted into a pocket docking bay, and a ramp folds down as Henry Morgan, starting down, settles his hat on his head. Newt follows along, looking around at everything. "Yo! Morg!" Jack calls, closing the distance quickly. "Was meanin' to come ask you if you and your crew would like to come grab a drink with us, ya know? I still got some of the shivers from the kid, some strong buzz might make it easier to forget 'er." Morgan frowns, but the expression isn't carried into his answer. "I expect the rest of my crew is already drunk enough by now," he remarks, glancing over his shoulder, "but I'll come." A slight shuffle of a nearby trash heap sends a discarded hull piece bouncing down, clattering against the dusty ground, falling dormant once more. Jack nods, having tossed only a cautious glance toward the falling metal. "Cool. I'll pay for 'em." He turns and starts walking toward the ruins, adjusting the holster at his waist. Newt looks over at the trash-heap as if startled and then sighs before catching up with Jack. Henry Morgan jogs down the Satisfaction's ramp, longcoat trailing behind him, and catches up with Jack and Newt. "Evening," he says, somewhat unnecessarily, straightening his hat. Jack continues forward, hands stuffed into his pockets. "Rough job. Least we got what we went for. Hanky is gonna -fuckin- pay extra for this shit, or I'll shoot him and his Zangali boyfriend." Henry Morgan shakes his head. "Personally, I didn't think it was all that bad," he comments, taking a cursory look around. Newt stops his looking around for a moment as if in support of Jacks statement. After a little while he sidles up a bit closer and quietly stutters, "Hey Jack. I think someone's following us." Jack frowns, glancing backwards, loosening the gun at his side. "Let's keep going for now.. maybe he's not following us. Maybe." Head faces forward again, his stride not slowing one bit, nor picking up. "Damn good eye, Newt. I never would've noticed him." Newt nods and sounding a bit pleased with himself he says, "He's carrying something too." "Did you see what it was?" asks Morgan, plodding forward without looking back. The shadowy figure keeps approaching at the same pace, bundled goods clenched in arms, oily hair flung out of his eyes with a sudden jerking of his hair. If he's aware of any notice of him, he hardly seems to register it, continuing his sneaky shadowing, following the trio as they head further into the ruins. A quite impressive number of armed and armored figures are crouched near one of the twisted railings that used to hold the domed top up, throwing what looks like a pair of dice, betting amongst eachother. Hardened, dressed in gang colors of Sewer Rats, they look like they know how to use the guns laid near them. One of them is standing watch, assault rifle in hand, watching those that go by while attempting to give the appearance that he hardly cares who does, the Vollistan's silver hair hanging down to his neck in a collection of dreadlocks. The shadowy figure cuts toward their direction, fiddling with the box as he approaches, eyes darting around and around. Unfortunatly, he never spots the red dot that appears on his chest, nor never see it's slow rise to his forehead. Before anyone can so much as react, a beautiful blossom of red and gray matter spreads out in a gory bath, drenching those that are nearby. The Sewer Rats dart for cover, the sentry heading to the body, as if to retrieve the object the dead hands remained locked around. The trail of smoke coming from a overhang some distance off suggest a sharpshooter, and the accuracy suggest a sharpshooter of no little amount of skill. Whatever it was, the sniper seems determined to keep the Sewer Rat's hands off of it. As the sentry moves toward it, the dot swings wildly, followed by a second piercing shot and a scream of unfiltered pain, the man dropping down, arms and legs twitching. A nice shot, right through the side, under the ribs. Jack winces, picking up his pace, tucking his head down. "Shit." "Up there! Get the asshole!" Assault rifles open fire on the distant target, red slashes darting through the sky, panging off the twisted metal and past. It is unclear if the sniper goes down or not, as it seems unimportant, a third group makes itself known. Domers, I believe they are called, riding in on a hovervan, hooting and hollering. Either the gunfire drew thier attention, or they had planned this, either way they're approaching fast enough that the car will splatter those heading further inwards, Morgan and co. included. Henry Morgan spots the van coming and throws himself out of the way, coming up behind a piece of rubble and muttering darkly to himself. Newt, well, does what any self respecting newt'd do and bolts it out of the way of the vehicle. Stupid nutters. Jack sends himself into a rolling envasion, huddling behind a rusting collection of metal. "Maza's Frown, I really just wanted a drink. Morgan, is the way clear?" The van splatters several bodies on it's front bumber, reinforced for just that reason, the name of their ride painted on the side in bold red letters. 'Tomin Reckoning'. Anyway, onto important matters. The Rats don't realize the threat until the hovercar is nearly on top of them, switching their weapons toward the approaching vehicle, rattling it with assault rifle. It roars to a stop, several opposing gang members stepping out, and it truly has become a shoot out. Another one anyway. "I think we should be on our way," Morgan calls across the path to Jack and Newt. Newt nods a bit and begins to head over to where Jack is. Jack nods, taking a breath when Newt joins him. "On three! One." A Domer screams in utter agony, rising several octanes in shrillness, as a pair of energy bolts tear apart his man-gear. His jewels. His pride. "Two!" A misthrown grenade is still a grenade, and though less effective then it might has been, the fragmentation thrown everywhere sends a pair of Sewer Rats down, dead or dying. "Thr-" Jack's voice is drown out, as someone uses an RPG, impacting against Tomin's Reckoning and.. BOOM! Metal and body parts fountain into the air, the air suddenly smelling strongly of ozone and cooked flesh. Henry Morgan ducks. "It's gotten a bit worse since a week ago, hasn't it?" he shouts as he lifts his head again, hitting the path at a pretty good sprint for a sixty-year-old. Newt almost stumbles instead of bolting it as the earth shattering ka-boom happens. His hands go up over his head instinctively to protect it but a few moments later, when realisation hits that all is ok, they go back down and he bolts it. The field is a battleground, the air a sharp contrast between ozone, burning fuel, and crispy bodies. Several figures in assorted gang clothes are laying around groaning or simply dead. A burning hovercar seems to be where the most action began and ended with, a hull piece reading Tomin's Reckoning laying at Valerie's feet as she walks in, as well as a bundled box like object. Jack whirls around as he yells three, but leaps back to the ground at the earth-rattering boom, landing on his stomach. A second later, and he's up, turning to run onwards after Newt and Morgan. Valerie stops and peers down at the piece of hull... and then at the bundled box. Blink, blink. And then, in a flat monotone, "Oh, shit." She turns and runs, looking for something to duck behind. Jared is not very far behind Valerie on his towards the Aerie, as he sees the woman duck for cover, he moves to join her, "What's goin' on??" Henry Morgan slows down after he's out of the danger zContents: Exits: Swiftfoot arrives from Aerie Ruins . The action seems to be dying down, a lone soot and blood stained Sewer Rat approaching the bundled object, wiping some blood from his bottom lip. A domer is crawling that way as well, every struggle a titanic use of willpower. The smell of ozone, burnt fuel, and body parts still lingers heavily in the air; the moaning and groaning of agony only lends credence to the chaotic mess that greets Swiftfoot's eyes, Valerie and Jared crouched nearby behind some rubble. Watching. Waiting. Valerie scrunches herself up nice and small, peering out at the field. "I... don't know," she answers. Sounds calm, sure, but she looks a bit pale. "But I expect I'm going to throw up again. This is really getting old." Swiftfoot blinks, and looks around, grimacing at the stench in the air. She makes her way over to Jared and Val, crouching down nearby. "Arre you guys okay? What happened herre?" Jared reaches down for his pistol, standing up and drawing it, "Shoo." he says, pointing it at the Rat crawling towards where he and Val are lurking. The Sewer Rat stops, spotting the crawling Domer, eyes going hard. A few steps, boots clanking off the hull piece that reads 'Tomin Reckoning', the only warning the crippled man gets. A boot is planted hard into the back of his neck, forcing the head down, then a sickening crunch as the gangster viciously curbstomps a man that seconds before had attempted to kill him. The illuminating bonfire of the ruined holovan servicing as light, the oily-haired man turns back to the bundled object, picking it up. A lone pair of figures are still standing now, with most dead, hidden, or dying. A Sewer Rat and a slender black girl, sniper rifle hanging from a loop around her shoulders, who approaches the man with a seemingly sincere smile on her face. Back to the job, for now, is Lucius Tullius Castus and two other armed Warren guards who approach Aurora Strand from the landing pad. From the distance they see a few figures - and although they surely cannot make out who it is in the low light, they all go into a crouch and ready their rifles, watching the scene for now. "Maybe, and some kinda fight," Val says, without even looking up at Swifty. She gags seeing the man's head being crunched, but it's like a nasty wreck: can't look away. Valerie reaches up and tugs on Jared's jacket: hey, sit down! Jared eases his pistol back into it's holder as he gets a better sense of the situation. He reaches down for Valerie's hand as she tugs on his jacket, "Let's get outa here. This isn't any of our business." Swiftfoot purposely averts her gaze from the deliberate crushing of the man's skull, but there's simply no way she can avoid hearing it. She winces visibly. "I hope we leave soon... I'm not surre how much morre of this I can handle," The felinoid nods at Jared, and makes to follow him. "I'm with you, chief." Well, yes, that would be the thing that makes the most sense. But Val just sits there. No reaction as Jared takes hold of her hand, no movement to get up, she doesn't even say anything. She just stares forward. Quickly is how the three move. After finding some cover to use and a second point to go to (behind a hovercar to the East), one of the mercenaries points his weapon at the possibly hostile party, while Lucius and the other move to dash across to their own cover. The man eyes the pistol aimed his way, but ignores Jared, bundle tucked under his arm, the other hand holding the assault rifle by it's strap. "Hey, look what I got." He's obviously talking to the black woman that just joined him, nodding his head to his prize. "Sewer rats forever right? With this, me and you can buy a ride off this mother fucker forever, start a family, like ya said." The woman smiles as she nears, reaching an arm around to hug the man. Her free hand drops to her side, drawing out a pistol, aiming the weapon at his side. "Yeah, baby. I can." Bang! Bang! Bang! BANG, BANG, BANG! The man takes the first few shots in the kidney like a champ, dropping the bundle and grabbing the woman by her throat, but the next few rounds from her semi-automatic drives him back, stomach, chest, neck, dropping down and choking on his own dark blood, trust, the color of death. "You knew the rules, baby. Sorry it had to go down this way, but I want a nice house on the hills, where I can settle down and live my life. Ciao." The semi-automatic is dropped on his chest, bending over to pick up whatever the man had claimed, ignoring the Warren Guards, natives, and visitors alike as she turns back toward the Bazaar. If she had plans of being hostile to Lucius and it's crew, it isn't apparent as such. Jared tugs Val up a little bit harder, "C'mon, let's get back to the Artemis." He says, crouching down to lift Valerie up himself if he has to. "Oh, the drama." Comments the Martian man from his spot at the side of an overturned hovercar, as the woman fires on the man. "Probably best not to interfere, even if it might bring us some coin." This time he says it into his comm, producing a nod from the guy next to him. "Move." Watching intently while his third man moves, Lucius pops a piece of gum into his mouth. Valerie lets Jared pull her upward. "Oh... yeah, yeah, right," she mumbles. "Um... which way did we come in?" Swiftfoot's ears go back as the gunfire ensues. "Hell. I don't know about you guys, but I'm going back to the ship." She ducks out of the cover, trying her damnedest to stay out of sight as she makes her way towards the landing pad. Jared puts his arm around Valerie once he gets her to her feet, "This way." He says to the dazed woman and he starts to guide her off towards the landing field. Valerie's towed along toward home, silent for a little ways, and then muses, "I was gonna pick that thing up." Valerie nods a little bit. "I don't think I'm going outside anymore..." she mumbles. Jared nods a little, "I'll hang out around the ship with ya then." He says, moving away from the scene of the gang war. "True Love" is sung by Miss Piggy and Link Hogthrob in a jungle for the opening number in episode 324 of The Muppet Show. True Love is a 1977 science-fiction short story by Isaac Asimov. Part of the Multivac series and the Robot series, it was first published in the February 1977 issue of American Way magazine. It was later collected in 1982's The Complete Robot and 1986's Robot Dreams. True Love (noun) 1. a state of emotional connection that can only exist between an man and a woman antonym: Gay Marriage Image:WWTS1sted1.png "True Love"is a part of Wikiality.com's dictionary, "Watch What You Say". For the full dictionary, click . True Love is the third scenario in the Elwin and Shaera campaign in Heroes of Might and Magic IV. "True Love" is a short story by Landry Q. Walker that was published inside the anthology Tales from a Galaxy Far, Far Away: Aliens: Volume I on April 5, 2016. The story focuses on Unkar Plutt, the scrap trader. True Love (born May 25, 1926) is a distinguished thoroughbred racehorse, and the triple crown champion of 1994. On May 27, 1995 Christopher Reeve was paralyzed from the neck down when thrown head over heels by True Love. "True Love" is the continuation of "Star of Bethlehem", both from the album I-Empire by Angels & Airwaves. It is notable for it's relatively long running time (6+ minutes). True Love is the purist and true form of Love. True Love conquers all. Graham found True Love in Valanice. Friends Fanfiction. Ross and Chandler kiss during an christmas party during Season Two. The two fall in love but try and hide it from their friends. Warning, This fanfiction has a few gay sex scenes, So if anyone has an problem, Don't read. True Love (Disadvantage, 3 points) [Mental] A character with the True Love disadvantage has found his true love, which can be a painful experience in Rokugan. His arm lifts, and gently it comes down over me; with little effort I am pulled against him as his face comes to rest against the back of my neck. He makes a soft, happy sound before his breaths steady once again, and he drops into deeper slumber. A thick hand plays with the fur at my waist, and the warmth of him bites back the cold of night. Even though he is fairly riddled with muscle and his hands are covered in calluses, both are comforting and gentle when they come against me. When he is awake, his eyes are constantly upon me. They are a shade of green that I have never seen beforelike the fields of Mulgore and the Stranglethorn waters combined. He is handsome, and young, and well off in the tribes. When we walk through the city, his arm is there for me to hold, and his head is held high with pride because I am accompanying him. He praises me in front of his friends; he beams when we are told how lovely we are together. He gives me everything that I need, or care to want. Tonight, he piled the blankets on me and took none for himself, because I had started shivering. He kissed my cheek and told me how happy he was before he had drifted off. And all I can do is lie here, and think about how much I loathe him. His breath against the back of my neck makes my skin crawl. I want nothing more than to shrink from his touch, and feel the cold of the night. I hate the feel of his lips against mine; His scent disgusts me and makes me wretch. As we lie here, I listen to the sounds of the city, and I look at the planking that makes up the ceiling overhead. I look at the knots and the lines in the wood, and mull over what they vaguely resemble. Those two knots over there, with that third down a ways more, look like the face of a courser. That series of lines over there remind me of the little waterfall in the Valley of Honor. That odd scar on that plank looks like the cocoon of the little red butterflies I have seen frequent Warsong. I found that one the other night as he was making love to me. I focused on it, and made myself forget what was happening. I hate him for no other reason than he has not been able to make me forgethe has not been able to make me love him more. This bull has failed me. And I despise him for it. I am good at what I do; hiding the little signs of my true feelings in what can be mistaken for little shows of affection. He thinks I am shy: I look into his eyes for only a moment, then look down at my hooves. If I avoid eye contact, he will know something is awry. If I look too long, I fear he will see the cold behind my gaze. He thinks I like taking care of him: I braid feathers and bone beads into his mane. When I am doing such things, he sits stilland doesnt move to kiss me. He thinks I take interest in what he does: I follow him to the forge and let him teach me how to hammer out weapons. He thinks I am a hard worker, and saving up for the day we start a family. I sit at the anvil and take out my anger and hate on the smoldering steel. I work from dawn to dusk so I dont have to be alone with him. I hammer until my hands bleed so that he wont try to hold my hand or bother me for love that night. I am saving up for my own kodo so that I do not have to share one with him, and feel his arms around me. In Orgrimmar, I cling to his arm as we walk the streets and greet friends. My head is held high and proud, as his is. I am smiling. I cast my head down sheepishly when we are told what a nice couple we make. He smiles and speaks of his plans for the day we decide to be wed. I smile silently as he and his friends banter. I am busy looking towards another. I dont make it obvious, for there are many eyes upon us. I make it seem like I am looking towards the tavern; he knows I have a fondness for ale, and believes it is an innocent taste. He doesnt know that I am drowning a pain within me. The one I love walks past. He isnt alone. So I cling tighter to my bulls arm. He thinks I am looking for affection, so he stops talking for a moment to embrace me to his chest and kiss my forehead. His friends look at us and smile as I am slowly dying on the inside. I hate him for not being able to make me forget another, and they have no idea. I am good at what I do. I hate myself for doing this. I should tell him that I am with him because I do not want to be alone. I should tell him that there is another I think about when his lips are pressed to mine, when he is holding my hand, and when he is sleeping beside me at night. I should tell him I am pretending to be happy because I will never get the one I want. I should tell him that I disgust myself, and each day I pray the Earth Mother will take pity on him and strike me dead. But she won't; it is far more fitting that I suffer in the hell I have made for myself. I have decided to hate her, as well. The sun is setting, and his friends must be off to their homes, and us as well. By the soft way he is kissing my neck, I know what he wants to do when we get out of the public eye. I look towards the one I love as he disappears around a corner, and smile softly to the bull at my side. Hand in hand, we walk towards our home. He replaced some of the planks on the ceiling today. Maybe one of the knots will look like a butterfly. I will find out soon enough. „True Love“ ist ein Song aus der Serie Liv und Maddie, der in der Serie von Liv Rooney geschrieben und gesungen wurde. Später ändert Holden Dippledorf etwas an der Melodie und singt ihn mit Liv. Der Song wurde von Dove Cameron und Jordan Fisher gesungen. Geschrieben wurde er von Adam Anders, Peer Astrom & Shelly Peiken. True Love is the tenth and final episode of the second series of Shameless. It marked the final appearance of Fiona Gallagher and the brief return of Steve McBride. Phineas and his friends go on a cruise to Hawaii. Once there, they meet a boy who steals Isabella away from Phineas. Can Phineas get his girl back? True Love is a The Legend of Brock episode. Nick Potter is robbed and beaten at gunpoint after trying to get a witness to testify. Brian Peluso gets ready to move in with his girlfriend. Home, Strongheart thought. We're going home. After staying away from the Tunnels and doing so many things during that time, he was just about ready to head back and rest for a couple of eons. Still, it was amazing all that they'd managed to do in such a short amount of time. He was truly proud of their rebellion. Nearby, Silverbreeze and Reedfur argued over names for the group(once again), while Finchnose and Cinderdapple discussed remedial herbs and berries. Bramblepath, Birdsong, and Ivyfleet padded alongside each other, listening to Wetstream's hunting tips. Yet, despite the apparent tranquility, Strongheart knew there were two cats missing. Despite the fact that they had been betrayed, his heart was saddened to think of Tornadoheart and Aquatail. If only they had chosen what was right, instead of siding with Viperstar. They might still have been here. But they didn't, and they're not. We have to be even more careful who we trust. "Whoa," Cinderdapple said, coming to a stop just ahead. Cloverice's eyes widened as she peered past the gray she-cat. "What is it?" Reedfur asked, pushing past them. Strongheart followed suit, and relief flooded through him. In front of him, a huge expanse of grass spread out to the horizon, like orange flames in the light of the sunset. Birdsong gave a wide smile. "The plains. We're almost there." "I've never seen so much grass," Brightsong said in awe. With a jolt, Strongheart remembered that she had lived her entire life in the woods and canyons of GreenClan territory. Cinderdapple, Firesoul, and Cloverice had identical expressions on their faces. He grinned. "Well, you won't spend all your time in the open. The Tunnels are pretty sheltered." To himself, he thought how fortunate it was that the Tunnels were so big. There was no way that the Chamber could fit all the cats that had joined their group. "We can camp here," Finchnose said, gesturing to a small pool that lay right where the woods and prairie met. "This'll be useful." After they consented, she knelt and began gathering new herbs for her herb-sack. "We should go hunting," Strongheart said, his belly rumbling. "Silverbreeze, Wetstream, Birdsong, Angelcloud and Reedfur, come with me. That should be enough." One thing he would miss about the woods was the cover. The bushes and branches provided great camouflage, even for his fiery ginger pelt, and the woodsy squirrels and shrews found here were unparralleled by the prey by the Tunnels. "Let's split up," he said, mouth watering at the thought of one last forest-caught meal. "Get into small groups." "Okay, good idea. Too many cats will chase the prey away," Birdsong said. "Wetstream, want to hunt together?" "Sure." The dark gray she-cat flicked her tail. "Let's head for the grove of oaks. Bound to be some good prey there." As he looked about for a partner, Strongheart's eyes fell on Silverbreeze. The evening wind was ruffling her beautiful fur, and the dying light turned it to the color of moonlight. Her blue eyes were more radiant then ever against the dusky colors of the landscape, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling shoot through him, both uncomfortable and pleasant at the same time. He swallowed hard, gathered his courage, and walked over. "Hey Silverbreeze. Want to go hunting in the woods with me?" She gave him a smile that made his heart do a flip. "No thanks Strongheart. Now that we're finally near the plains, I'm going back to hunting in the grass." "Oh." He tried to hide his hurt. "Okay." Turning, he padded into the woods. Part of him wished that he had offered to hunt with her, but another part said this would be his last chance to hunt in the woods, and he might as well make the most of it. Still, all of him agreed on one thing. The way he had felt when he saw Silverbreeze was indeed strange. He had never really noticed she-cats, though back in SunClan he was aware that one or two had noticed him. But somehow, Silverbreeze was different. Maybe it was everything they had been through together, or the way she was so loyal and loving no matter what happened. He definitely admired her, but... He shook away the thought. There was too much at risk. There wasn't any time for this. Still, he couldn't stop the question from coming. Reedfur watched Silverbreeze snake through the grass, her slim form tense with anticipation as she focused on the hare ahead of her. When she had asked him to go hunting with her, he thought his heart would pound out of his chest. Though his mind was screaming, Yes!, he was rendered speechless for almost an entire minute before he could stutter out a reply. "Got it!" Jolted out of his reverie, he turned to see a grinning Silverbreeze, the hare clenched in her jaws. "Nice catch!" he exclaimed. "Thanks," she said. "Along with the pheasant you caught, I think this should be enough." He nodded in agreement, though he wished they could keep hunting, just so he could have some more time alone with her. To his surprise, Silverbreeze picked up both pieces of prey and hid them in a clump of grass. She blushed when she saw the curiosity in his gaze. "I thought we could... go for a walk together. It's a beautiful sunset, and we're back on the plains, and I just-" "Sure," he said, wondering if this was a dream. She gave him a shy smile and trotted beside him as they headed out further into the softly blowing grass. A cool breeze wafted into Reedfur's nostrils, dreamily laden with the scents of fruit, dew, and wild heather. Bending his head down, he clipped a few violet-blue flowers off their stalks and held them out to Silverbreeze. She gasped. "Thank you, Reedfur." His face felt like it was on fire. "N- No problem." They paused on a tiny crest, gazing out at the horizon. The lavender sky was nearly black around the edges, but he didn't want to go back just yet. This was perfect. This was what he had always dreamed of, but had never really expected. "Let's get back to the others," Silverbreeze finally said. "They'll be hungry." Hiding his reluctance, Reedfur nodded. "This- This was nice." But she was already trotting off to get their prey. Sighing, he followed. It was wonderful while it lasted. No way would a she-cat as beautiful as her choose a tom like me. "Is it just me," Finchnose said aloud, "Or is everyone lovestruck tonight?" "Could just be you," Birdsong said, who appeared to have no interest in any of the toms in their group. "I doubt it though." It felt strange to think of her friends taking mates. All those aspects of life had been pushed to the side in face of the rebellion. Now, with everyone more relaxed, it looked like romance was in the air. Finchnose had no interest in toms as more then friends. She was a medicine cat, no matter how dead the code seemed to be, and she was proud of it. Nothing and no one was worth giving up her position. Still, she felt oddly lonely as she glanced about. Jaywalker and Fernheart were sleeping comfortably near each other, while Silverbreeze and Strongheart talked in hushed tones. As Finchnose completed her scan, her eyes locked with a pair of sea-blue ones. Ivyfleet. Giving a soft smile, the medicine cat got up and padded over. "You okay?" she asked. Ivyfleet nodded, obviously blinking back tears. "Yeah. I'll be fine. It's just... Nights like this remind me of Tornadoheart. Of us." "I understand," Finchnose said. "You miss him still, don't you?" "Despite everything he did, I'll always love him." She looked shocked that she had said the words aloud. Finchnose nodded sympathetically. She didn't know much about toms, but she knew about unconditional love. Despite the fact that Goldenshimmer had weakened to the point of no return after Strikefur's death, she would never have dreamed of abandoning her mother. Family ties went deeper then blood, and she supposed it was the same with mates. Stroking Ivyfleet's back with her tail, she said, "You know what they say. If you love something, set it free." "But... How can I be part of a rebellion when I might have to end up hurting, or killing, Tornadoheart?" She was quiet for a minute, trying to decide what to tell Ivyfleet. "What does your heart say is more important?" Ivyfleet blinked away tears, but one slipped down her cheek anyway. "You guys. The rebellion. Doing what's right, and freeing all the cats under Viperstar's rule." "Exactly," Finchnose said. "I became a medicine cat because I saw that there was more to life then yourself, or even your mate and you. There's a world out there, full of cats that need to be helped. I'm willing to put anything aside, to sacrifice anything, in order to get to them." "Whoever said," Ivyfleet said, "that medicine cats weren't as brave as warriors because they didn't fight, was dreadfully wrong." Flushing with pleasure, Finchnose mewed, "Thank you." "Don't go," Silverbreeze murmured in her sleep. A voice came from above her. "Silverbreeze? Are you okay?" Opening her eyes, she saw Finchnose's concerned hazel eyes above her. "Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine." Pulling herself up to her paws, she smiled weakly. "Are we leaving now?" Still not looking convinced, the medicine cat nodded her head. "Yeah. Come on. We're almost there. In a little bit, we'll be back in the Tunnels." "Is that a good thing?" Silverbreeze wondered aloud as they rejoined the rest of the cats. "I mean, we got more done in the heart of GreenClan territory then anywhere else." "I think it's a good thing," Finchnose said. "We need time to rest, and to regroup. Then we can plan our next move. At least we know what we're capable of now." She nodded. "True." Strongheart turned back to face them. "You guys ready? Today we go home." "Definitely." Excitement charged Reedfur like an electrical current. He stood erect, straining for a glimpse of the boulders in the distance. Already the familiar sights of his old home were making him feel comfortable again. No longer did he glance behind him with every step he took. It might not be a Clan, but this was where he felt safest now. "There!" Silverbreeze yowled from beside him. As if attached by an invisible force, all four of them burst into a run. It felt so good to spread out his legs again, eating up the stretch of grass underpaw, wind whistling through his fur, breath hot and fast in his throat. Behind him, Reedfur could hear the other cats racing to catch up, but Strongheart, Silverbreeze, and even short-legged Finchnose were in the lead as they grew closer. Birdsong and Bramblepath joined them, eyes glowing. "I never thought I'd be so glad to see the Tunnels," Birdsong panted. Ahead of them, Strongheart slowed to a stop. Reedfur paused beside him. "What's wrong?" The ginger tom's only reply was to sniff the air. Following suit, Reedfur stiffened in shock. The unfamiliar smell of strange cats was more poignant the closer they got to the Tunnels. Wait. I know that scent. "Does this mean...?" Finchnose began. "Yes. We've been invaded." True love is supposedly affection of the 'written-in-the-stars', fate and destiny brand. It occurs only once in the lifetime of your average character, and is often the source of much joy, angst, moping, irrational moodswings, Famous Last Stands, Deus ex machinae and unexpected plot twists. Note that in real life, true love can occur more than once in a person's lifetime, and many good works of fiction may deal with this fact. Unless you're a Suethor, in which case the page you're actually looking for is here.

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