Kico :)

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 commenté the story! I really loved the reviews, and to tell toi guys the truth, this story was just going to be a one-shot! I was pretty bored one jour 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 toi 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 plus 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 plus contact. I would put my flipper on his shoulder ou occasionally rub up against him when we were walking. I could just stand ou sit suivant to Kowalski...

So ya, im not a huge fan of kico, but its fun
to write about, so, enjoy! And i realize its
not very long, thats because i wrote it in less
than 5 minutes XD
The Jealousy:
Kowalski: Its finished! I can't beleve I
actually did it!
There in front of him stood a robot like
figure
Kowalski: Shes beautiful.
Rico walks into the room
Rico: Wha tha!
Kowalski: Rico look at this! Its my
greatest invention so far!
Rico walks over to it but as the robot
shoots across the room to Kowalski Rico
jumps out of its way
Robot: Greetings
Kowalski: "H-hello" he a dit with
lovestruck look on his face.
the robot takes Kowalski's...

Wow. No one's posté a story in a really long time. Well, I l’amour writing, so I decided to post this. Hope toi like it!


I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the réponses to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello,...