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At Least OnceHe was dreaming. He, Roxas, knew that he was dreaming because he always had the same dream. In his dream, seagulls cried out faintly and waves gently crashed against the sand. He saw a boy standing on a shore, barefooted. The boy had his sleeves rolled up, and there was an ice-cream stick in his mouth. Hiis blue eyes were fixed on the horizon. He always smiled. That upset Roxas. How could someone always smile?
Around the boy was a beautiful, almost glimmering island. There were trees with long, extending leaves all around. One tree, in particular, had star-like fruits on it. This part of the island was new to Roxas. For the first time, he took his attention away from the barefooted boy and focused more on the tree of stars. There, once inching closer, he saw something, or rather, someone, very new to him. Sitting on the curved tree was the lonely silhouette of a girl.
"Roxas," said a voice so suddenly it pulled the thirteenth Nobody out of his sleep.
Roxas' eyes opened slowly, hesitant
In His ArmsNo one remembered me, and no one ever would. I didn't know what to do or where to go, so I did as I always did: I went to the clock tower to watch the sunset. My friends, Roxas and Axel, weren't there, so I was left alone with only my memories of them. It wasn't enough. I buried my face in my knees and sat there, not daring to watch the sunset alone.
When I eventually looked back up, I saw a boy sitting beside me. He was silent and stared only ahead, not necessarily at the sun, but maybe at nothing in particular. I don't know how long ago he had come. I hadn't heard his footsteps when he came. I didn't even recognize him.
I didn't know what to say, so I waited for him to speak first. He eventually did, and the first thing he said to me was, "What are you in for?"
"What?" I asked clueless as to what he was talking about.
"Oh come on," he said, not looking at me for even a second.
"Don't you know where we're at?" His voice was dark.
"No," I said.
"We're in the deepest voids of his heart.
ConfusionShe did not know how to contain her joy.
"Kairi? Did I do something wrong?"
"Leave me alone, Riku."
Truly, deep inside, she was simply... overjoyed.
"Fine. I'll leave you alone, but when you're ready to talk I'll be by the paopu fruit tree."
Riku's return to the islands was abrupt, too sudden for the overwhelmed red head. She just did not know how she was supposed to feel about the sudden return of his two year departure. She should have been feeling *happy*, shouldn't she? Why did she feel so angry instead?
Because he's a jerk, Kairi tried telling himself immaturely.
Kairi, eventually, decided that she was angry because she was confused. She was confused because she didn't feel immediate happiness when fully realizing that Riku had finally come home.
She approached him with arms crossed and eyes narrowed in a glare. She had been taking out all of her anger out on him.
"Hey, Kai. You ready
Sebastian Michaelis x Reader: Red Roses
He was tall. That was the absolute first thing that you noticed. He was tall. He was a tall, slim, physically attractive man in a black suit. You were impressed. You had even been staring at him without realizing it until he asked you what was so wrong.
“Is something the matter, Miss?”
“It’s nothing,” you muttered, blushing as red as the tomatoes that were in the barrels beside you. You both had crossed paths in the market.
“If you insist,” he said, closing his eyes formally for a second.
Without saying another word to you, he walked away, tomatoes in his gloved hands. You felt a mix of shame and disappointment, but you decided that it was best to forget about the stranger. You had already taken a mental picture of his beauty anyway.
You ran into him once more, however. After your second meeting, you never saw him again. It was when you both stood in line to pay. You made conversation with the man. You even got him to intro
Rain DropsRain, rain, go away…
…Come again another day…
It had been raining lightly as Jack flew around. He could hear a familiar jingle in his head, a cheesy little song being sung by a very familiar voice as the rain continued to fall. He had been frustrated, at first, because he could not figure out who had been singing it in his memories.
Then, he had suddenly recalled a face merrily singing the song.
Jack’s expression had softened upon remembering her. He had then stopped flying, and he slowly floated down onto the roof of a vacant house. He sat, cross legged, and he stared down at the foggy glass of a skylight. The mist of the rain had made it possible for the glass to be drawn on.
The white haired boy was wearing his blue hood over his head in an attempt to stay dry. His hands, as usual, were cold, but his breath was warm and did not create frost as he slowly spoke to himself. “Rain, rain, go away, huh?”
He, with a shaking finger, drew on the
Mother's Intuition"Hey mom, can I borrow your credit card?"
"...Can you give me some money then?"
She was using her sweet voice... I knew she was up to no good just by looking at the way her eyes blinked so much. What could it have been this time?
"Oh sure," I told her, taking out my wallet. I took out a single dollar bill and gave it to her. Even Veronica couldn't have committed so much trouble with just a dollar.
"Mom!" she exclaimed in her you're-ruining-my-life sort of voice. "I need a little more than this."
Staying calm, I asked her, "Whatever for?"
"Don't you get it?! I need a costume for Halloween!"
Halloween? What was a sixteen year old girl doing still trick or treating?
"You're going out to trick or treat?" I asked, slightly confused. Was this the new trend?
She groaned, frustrated. "Mom! We're in the 21st century!" -I hated when she told me that, it made me feel old- "I'm not going trick or treating, I'm going to a costume party!"
"A party?" I asked, smilin
HopeAfter becoming a Guardian, it was a whole generation of children that believed in me. It became harder and harder for me to walk down the street going unnoticed. It was hard walking around in broad daylight without some kid down on his knees begging for a snow day.
North always told me not to make too many snow days though... The children apparently needed a "sufficient amount of education" according to him...Snow days apparently took away from that education.
Because of what he told me, I made even more snow days than I ever had before! I mean, come on! I was the Guardian of Fun and school was not fun.
Anyways, the kids were actually believing in me, as overwhelming as it was.
I didn't like playing favorites or anything-but, there was always one light that outshined them all.
He had been the first kid to believe in me. Jamie.
He had seen me several times. I visited him when he was young, but he as soon as he started growing up I stopped out of
Snow Day Snow Day: Rise of the Guardians
"Snow day! Wooooooooo!" yelled a certain white haired Guardian as he pranced throughout his precious three and a half feet of snow that shimmered with a winter sun's dim rays. He yelled out excitedly, hands and arms raised up enthusiastically. Jack Frost looked around eagerly while speaking to Baby Tooth. The mini Tooth Fairy had stuck with him ever since the day he saved her from Pitch.
"Have you seen Jamie around, by any chance?" Jack asked with a tiny smirk.
The small hummingbird like fairy shook a head with a little squeak that followed.
"Come on!" Jack said, placing his small friend on his shoulder. "I'm surprised I haven't seen him out playing yet. Let's go find him!"
The Guardian then glided through the frosty winds with his curved staff, causing commotion on his way towards Jamie's house.
When he reached the boy's windowsill, he peeked very slyly inside.
Inside there lay a sleeping little boy, sheets covered over face and all.
Lifestyles With Minerva Mink Episode 12The following episode of Lifestyles With MINERVA MINK(R) is rated....
14+ LSV for Violence, Sexual Conduct and Language
May not be suitable for younger viewers under 14.
READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED!
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LIFESTYLES WITH MINERVA MINK(R)
Created by Tom Ruegger and Shrekrulez
Series Development by SHREKRULEZ ENTERTAINMENT, LTD.
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MINERVA'S BOYFRIEND RETURNS
Original Story and Written by: SHREKRULEZ
Supervising Producer: SHREKRULEZ
Story Directed by: SHREKRULEZ
At the STARSTRIP joint, lots of male customers going ga ga for the most
attractive winning champ for defeating the most unstoppable kickboxer
ever around the planet.
HARVEY: THERE SHE IS, GENTLEMEN!
THE GRAND KICKBOXING CHAMPION IN THE WHOLE WIDE FRIGGING WORLD!
(got her championship belt while wearing her sexy b
Mpreg Dating and Ed's JulietteWe returned to curriculums after a week of absence, catching up on all the missing school work took its toll on each of us. As did the love in the air. During the lectures and after class, all I could think about was Rebecca Fannigan. She sat a row down from me and eight chairs to the right, and at times I would catch her peeking over her shoulder and pursing her gentle lips at me in a smile. Her almost black chestnut hair was always perfectly curled and her green eyes lit up my heart like the green flash at the end of a sunset. An angel in my eyes.
I know it sounds cliché, only such a vixen would never take to the likes of me: a shaggy blonde with nothing but a faux arm, child support, and a guardian to my name.
So I went to my last resort for asking advice.
"Yeah, she's in one our of classes actually." I explained to Taylor as we cleaned up from earliers lab, stuffing the rest of the scopes into cabinets.
"So, ask her out." He shrugged, a quick tone in his voice.
The Stori of Hte Saroti Koeiji CH6FINALSO satori swas trapped in thte bosx of invisble while eren and reaise n make weed.
"Youll ne veeer get awya wit ht his eren jaegar!" sadi stori/
"Hh aHA HAH HAhh aHHA hh a AHA Hhah fuck you we aleady have u lil bitch" said eren
Sato ri pulled out a nohter spleencard and ryelled "RECOLLECTION-MASTER SPORK" AND BROke throug h the invsble cage and she were free!!!!!!!
Stroi and eren wre face to face (resin ran aywa becas ue she sa little bitch) in a mandrake batte!
After stori complte her master spork spleencard, eren pulled out a specclard and shouted "GALAXY IN A POT". Th en satori was surdongded by pentragrm (ILLUMINATI!!!11!!) tihgnis which barfed colrful raindbow potatoes and hda homing snowballl bulets. Stori dodeged them bu t eve nrtually go th it by a starayy buller!! Stary was kaknockered to teh ground the n pinned down bdy eeirring.
"STORI YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR RIME" said eren
"Orly?" sad satori
AND THEN AT THAT MOMETN UTSUSHO MOTHERUFUCKING REIUJI SPLEENED THO
Life At Ponderosa: Survivor CriticA green jeep pulls up to the front doors of the mansion. The driver gets out and let Survivor Critic out who just walks away to the mansion.
“Doesn't anyone ever say thanks?” The driver complained before leaving.
“I don't believe this was an accurate elimination.” Critic explains. “Obviously the producers were rigging to fully eliminate me because I would of won in the end.”
“Well, well, well.” Frost says standing in the kitchen. “Someone obviously should of kept me.”
“Please I only did what was right for my game.” Critic returned back. “If I was going to win, I had to eliminate you.”
“Yet you still went home after me.” Frost smirked at him.
“Who got the higher placement?” Critic smiled at her.
“He's obviously trying to piss me off.” Frost growled at the camera. “I'm not falling for it, he’s out, he won't be winning the prize so I'm happy now.
I Wish I Was Normal ~Chapter 15“Oooooh, Oooooh, Radioactive! Radioactive!” I sing loudly, as the water beats down on my exposed back. I stand beneath the midget shower I installed myself on the second floor of my bookshelf. It isn’t flash, like a real shower, but it serves its purpose. Mum and I cut up one of those flour sifters and strung it up to resemble a showerhead. All I have to do is pour water into the bucket suspended overhead and presto! You’ve got yourself a fully functioning mini-shower! “I raise my flag, and don my clothes… it’s a revolution I suppose…” I continue to sing, whilst lathering soap over my tanned skin and feeling the warm water rinse it off. Droplets run down my hair ant the sides of my face. “We’re painted re-“
“Will you shut up, bro?” A voice yells over my singing. I wince slightly at its amplitude, having no ear protection on at the moment, but it doesn’t bother me too much.
“You sing in the s
PP: TAN Chapter 3None of Mrs. Bennet’s well honed skills—her blunt, forceful inquiries; her belligerent, incessant badgering; her wild and baseless suppositions—drew any favorable response from her husband as to Mr. Bingley’s alluring wealth . . . of personality . . . and character. Of course. In lieu of answering, Mr. Bennet would simply lick a finger and turn the page of whatever piece of literature occupied him at the time, a practice he employed, much to the bewilderment of his wife, even when not in possession of a book; and so she contrived to gather her information through the time-honoured means preferred by all proper civilizations: Gossip, which Lady Lucas gladly gave, as it made an otherwise ignorable character somewhat pertinent to the narrative at hand, if only briefly. Lady Lucas declared Mr. Bingley to be excessively agreeable—young, handsome, well endowed . . . with a bounty of riches . . . and of highest import, to be attending Hertfordsh
Drex The Leptolapsus - Murder and MadnessDrex The Leptolapsus
Murder and Madness
Chickens cried out in terror as I pounced for glory! Wings flapped and feathers littered the air inside the coop! As they made a break for their escape, I chased them in hot pursuit, ecstatic with the thrill of the hunt.
Suddenly, from outside, the farmer's door clattered open and the voice of a strong, brawny man shouted, “Girls! What's gotten into you!”
Farmer Brom hurried to the entrance of the chicken coop, leaning back in shock once he saw my sleazy form pounce on the last chicken out—my face ripe with glee as I felt my paws pin the bird to the ground!
“You!” Brom exclaimed!
I peered up sheepishly up at Farmer Brom.
“How the devil did you get past my traps!” the brawny farmer hollered. “I laid em out especially for you! Get off of that chicken!”
He was an intimating human being, so naturally I scuffled back a bit, le
Digital Mess 2 Chapter 32Scheda X
Rebeccah "Rebecca" Hitomi
Digicard: Agumon's Triple Baby Flame
Digivice: A lavender fusion loader
Type of Chosen Child: DigiDestined
Attire: A pink shirt, a blue jacket, skinny blue jeans, a purple belt for her digivice, a purple flora mini pouch around her neck, and purple boots.
Appearance: Purple hair and eyes
Talice "Alice" Alicia
Attire: A blue scarf, a red-orange dress, black leggings that touches her knees, an orange balloon pattern mini pouch around her neck, an orange belt for her digivice, and orange sneakers.
Digicard: Guilmon's Rock 'n' Roll Breaker
Digivice: An orange fusion loader
Type of Chosen Child: Digidestined
Appearance: Blond hair w
I Wish I Was Normal ~Chapter 4It isn’t hard to notice that the blonde haired kid in front of me is both annoyed and freaked at the same time. His mouth hangs agape, like someone’s decided that it would be funny to unhinge his jaw. I’m tempted to roll me eyes at him, but that wasn’t going to be the best strategy for making friends. Man, I wish he’s stop staring, though. “Well, I’m pleased to meet you.” I pull off a cheeky grin at… Thomas? Yeah, I think that’s what he said his name was. In seconds, he’s tensed up, causing my smile to fade a little. Why can’t he just act natural? When he doesn’t make a move to reply, I sigh under my breath and pick myself up from the checked pencil case to inspect his drawing, which is a rough sketch of a teenage girl. The way he’s captured her doll shaped face and outlined the detail in her flowing hair astonishes me.
“You’re good.” I comment as I stand beside the thick sketchbook. S
A Kingdom Hearts Play-2The teacher walked up completely embarrassed to the stage. "Well, that was um, interesting. Anyways, now Riku has something to show you all!!" she murmured, "I just hope HE knows what he's doing."
Riku walked out revealing an Abraham Lincoln get up. He practiced his lines so many times, no one expected him to mess up. Until .his eyes lit up as soon as he saw all the people staring at him.
He stammered and his eyes grew wider and wider by the minute. Everyone he knew was watching. He even saw a certain Benjamin Franklin zombie eagerly cheering him on.
"T-the Gettysburg address F-for score and s-seven years ago ." he trailed off.
"Ah screw this! My name's Abraham Lincoln and like CHEESE!!"
The audience laughed hard.
The third grade teacher groaned. Kairi laughed and walked out from backstage. She whispered something to the cheese loving 16th president.
His face grew bright red. He stammered. "I-I uh LOOK! IT'S THE ZOMBIE OF THE G
Twelve Moments In The Dead Of Summer1. The sunlight glistens on her wet skin as she's walking towards the beach. He has never seen anything so beautiful in his life and even if the words seem to dry up in his throat, he knows what he is going to do next.
2. It hasn't rained for months now so it only takes a small spark from the cigarette to set the undergrowth on fire. On the first sign of fire they panic and run, never to look back but to remember years later, in nightmares, the crazy old man who lived in the shack nearby and was never seen since.
3. They lay together on the grass, watching the sun slowly go down behind the treeline. He takes her hand, old, wrinkled and frail into his, and whispers: "I would give up everything I have for one more summer like this". She responds: "Darling, you already did that years ago". They burst into giggles, just like the one he was supposed to take her dancing for the first time and got lost on the way, and it seems that all these years haven't changed anything at all.
4. The thorn
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