Another 'Pass the Story!' Have fun!

(It's kay, made things more interesting)

"Sir, we're going too fast!" Paxi screeched over the roar of the futuristic engine. "We're going to have to stop!!"
"We can't! Main Character wants pasta!" He protested.
"We have-" She was cut off by a loud boom. She flew into the windshield. The ship suddenly stopped, flinging me across the room onto the floor.
Tom screeched and fell on top of me. I felt a soft pressure on my lips. My mind couldn't register what was going on. All I could see was Tom's face, his blue eyes shocked and dazed. His dark hair shagged over his face.
I never noticed how handsome he was. (Remember, he's only a year or so older than MC.) His eyes slowly closed and so did mine.

(I hope you get what's going on here. They are kissing. Paxi's okay. I don't know if the ship could stop that fast in space or whatever but just pretend it can.)

"Dude, my man, my bro, what the freshest of forks are you doing?" Paxi shrieked from where she was plastered onto the windshield. "We are in dire straits here! Stop screwing around!"

I ignored her of course, and kept making out with Tom because when had I been sensible anyways?

(It's all good Paxi. It's funnier when it doesn't make sense anyways :P also, am I the only one picturing the inside of the Millennium Falcon?)

I heard some thumping from the doorway, probably Shrek because I heard his muffled snort of disgust.
"Stop forking around!!!" Paxi screeched. I barely heard her over my own thumping heart.
"If you don't stop there will be no pasta because we're all gonna DIE!!!!" She penguin shrieked. (Do penguins shriek? Idc)
No pasta??? No pasta!!!!
I threw Tom off of me with one push and screamed into the space.
"PASSSSTTAAAAA!!!!"

Tom crashed into the wall. He groaned as he sat up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Ugh. Little rough, sweetheart?"

"Shut up," I said.

"Um, rude."

"I don't have time to be polite, Tom. Pasta is on the line here."

He shook his head. "I lost my girlfriend to pasta." He got off from the wall and shook himself off.
"Stop bickering!!! We need to escape!! The ship's going to explode!" Paxi protested.
"You two can make out whenever or however you want once we get off this ship," Shrek added.
I got up off my knees with a grumble and ran into the escape pod room. Tom saltly walked behind me.
Paxi turned to Shrek. "Get the Ugandian Knuckles."
"No, they're gonna burn in hell like they should." Shrek protested.
"You have a point," I agreed as i walked into the escape pod, Tom following me. "come on Paxi."
Shrek followed us into the pod, it was half the size of the control room, three yards in length. He sat down across from me and Tom. Paxi sighed and waddled in, closing the doors behind her. We set off, the distant clicks and gruff voices disappearing.
I looked back, my golden hair swinging with me and watched the ship. The engine exploded and Ugandian knuckles flew everywhere.
"Paxi, why aren't they dying?" I asked.
She turned to me from the controls. "They can live off anything. That's why I wasn't regretting leaving them behind, they're practically immortal."
Shrek cursed under his breath. They live to haunt him another day.
((Does anyone remember Arnold the Seal?))

((Yeah, he was great. One time he popped out of a locker in high school hell))

“FALSEHOOD” Paxi yelled. “THE PASTA IS ON THE LINE HERE. IF WE DONT DO THIS SOON, WE MIGHT MISS….. the garlic bread.”
Tom stared at Paxi with blank eyes. “Not the garlic bread” he whispered.

"The garlic bread." She whispered back.
"Wait, wait," I put my hands up, confused. "Do what? Escape? We just did."

"No, Cecile," Paxi began, clearly exasperated, "not escape. We have to exorcise Nancy with banana bread, jeez. Get with the program."

"Yeah, Cecile, get with the program," Tom scoffed, flipping his hair which had recently become long and violently purple. A pause. "Wait, your name is Cecil? Damn, the things you learn about your girlfriend…"

"Okay, one, no my name is not Cecil where did you even get that, Paxi?"

Paxi just shrugged. "eBay."

I blinked. "What? Okay, you know what, never mind. Two, who the hell is Nancy? And three," I turned my glare on Tom. "When did I ever agree to being your girlfriend?"

"I dunno, I just kind of assumed."

"Well, you shouldn't." A pause. "If you asked though—hypothetically—I might, um. I mean. There's a possibility—"

Tom sighed and gave me a really? face. "Cecil, would ou like to be my girlfriend?"

"My name is not Cecil!" I exclaimed, hitting him over the head with a large, dusty thesaurus which I had procured from the lands of who-even-knows-where. "And yes," I said, huffing a little and turning away as my cheeks coloured red.

"What's your name?" He asked.
"Chari Actar," I responded my brown red tinted eyes gleaming. "Are you really Tom Cruise, though?"
He scratched the back of his neck. "I'm not the Tom Cruise. My name is Tom but Cruise is not my las name."
"Kurel!!" I unhumanly screeched, pulling a Cross out from behind me.
"Uh," He looked at me like I was insane. "No, it's Smith."
Shrek looked so confused. "Is my name even Shrek?"
"Yes, it is." I remarked. "This was our moment, got yell at a poster of Donkey or something."
Tom looked at me, his blue eyes gleaming and his cheeks a light shade of pink. "So it's official, we're dating…"

(I was so tempted to make his last name Laymaier since one of my characters is Tom Laymaier.)

"Shut up, Tom not-Cruise," I snapped, blushing furiously and valiantly denying it.

"Anything for you, Char-char," he sang, skipping up to my left and throwing his arms around my neck.

"Char-char? No. Just no," I said as I tried and failed to detach him from my neck.

( Reason for her name:
Chari Acter =
I character)

((oh, cool!))

"It's cute." He replied. He reached up and whispered in my ear. "Like you."
"I will kill you," I replied flustered.
"You're blushing! You like it don't you?" He laughed. "You are adorable."

I stabbed him with a fork and shaved off his left eyebrow lightning quick, leaving him standing agape.

"Dude…what the taco is wrong with you?" he asked, horrified.

"Call me Char-char again and your right eyebrow goes too," I hissed.

Tom blanched. "Okay, why is Char-char such a sore spot for you?"

"It reminds me of Jar-jar Binks," I replied.

"Oh," he said, nodding in understanding. "I see now."

I heard thumping outside the main pod area, the storage room. I heard a light voice, "…how…my….house." Was all i could make out.
The door burst open.
"WHAT'S UP F0CKERS!" A boy, about twelve or thirteen ran into the room. He held a phone.
My phone!
"Why do you have my phone?" I angrily questioned the boy.
He ran past me. "F0ck you, that's why!"
Tom, still startled walked up to him. "Glad you could make it, Melvin." Tom glanced towards me with a smile saying, "All is fine." and turned back to "Melvin". "Maybe be quieter next time?" He held out his hand and Melvin gave my phone to him.
"Here Hun." He gave me my silver and pink cupcake cat phone back.
"Why did he have it!?" I smacked it back in my back pocket.
"He needs a phone in order to be summoned."
I held my hand to my pocket. "And how did you get it?"
"I happened to snatch it when we fell over."
That snitch! I didn't ven remember feeling anything. I've kept my phone in my back pocket the whole time!
"You groped my butt to get my phone!" I yelled. "You manipulative pervert!"
"All because we made out and fell in the dark abyss of love doesn't mean my main mission is over." He filled with his jacket. "We still must gather the memes."

"The memes?" I asked dubiously.

"Did you forget?" His face fell. "Our mission is world domination, gathering the memes is the greatest chance of doing so."

"…I don't remember you ever mentioning that."

Tom not-Cruise frowned. "I didn't? Whoops! Must've slipped my mind," he said, flashing me a brilliant smile. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Anyway Charmander, i apologize. It was the only way." Tom bowed and smirked up at me.

((Wait, who's the 'she' who's speaking? Sorry, I'm a little lost))

(Ah! Typo!! It's Tom!!)

((Oh, okay. Thanks! I'm going to go in for some real cliché shit right here so brace yourself))

"Doesn't excuse you groping my ass and stealing my phone," I grumble, glaring at my shoes.

Tom's smirk slips off his face and his eyes soften. "I'm sorry darling," he says, cupping the side of my face with his hand, but I turn my head away.

He turned my head. His blue eyes were so bright, like the sea in the morning rays. It was so captivating, I just couldn't look away. Tom leaned in, I felt his breath against my skin.
With one smooth movement, he pressed his lips to mine. I melted into his warm hand. My heart pounded in my chest, threatening to break through the ribcage protecting it.
Even though I denied it, I really did have feelings for him. My crazy heart was evidence of that. It was so sudden, I never knew it was there when I had met him. It was like my feelings were suddenly put in, for lack of better words.
As soon as it happened, it was over. Tom pulled away from me and looked into my eyes.
"You know, i really do love you, Charmander."
"Me too."
A loud cough came from behind us. I had completely forgotten where we were.
"Git a room!" Paxi yelled. "Ya'll need some alone time!" Her remarks made me blush.
"Yea, some sexy time~" Melvin smirked.
Shrek banged a metal panel on Melvin's head. "You to need to stop, you're going to make me vomit."
The storage room burst open again, the door banging against the wall beside it. "It's time to stop!" A man, who held a large clock, yelled into the room, pointing at the time.

( (OwO) continue with the scene please…)

(oh are u saying my romance is good? 0.0)

(idk if its allowed but..)

"F-FRank!" Tom squeaked, his voice going through different pitches. "How'd you…?" His voiced calmed.
"Paxi called me." He held out a phone with a bright green screen. "Said some ice needed to be broken. I have to say, you two do need a room." She pointed to the both of us.
I grabbed my hoodie and wrapped it around my head, hiding my morbid embarrassment.
Tom composed himself. "Well, we have-" He glanced about the room. "Four memes. We have a looooooooooooooooooooooooooong way to go."
"Well," Paxi slapped some papers down. "We're almost at our new destination. And Chari, you aren't helping." She flapped her wings around, pointing at my head wrapped in cloth like Shota Aizawa.
"Nu, oi woll nut tok dis uf!" I mumbled through the thick cotton.

(It was beautiful👍 :') thx)

(was it tho?)

(Maybe a bit more romance 😆👌)