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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.
Debbie Goes Medieval - Part TwoA link to the first half of this story can be found in the notes below. And now for the conclusion….
Dalca Castle, outside Vanity City, Maryland.
“What the hell kind of place are you-all running here?”
Fred Smythe jumped to his feet, his face flushed with anger. “Don’t come in here shouting and using that kind of language in front of my wife!”
“I’ll speak how I like! Me and the wife got here bright and early. We were fixing to put decorations for the big picnic tomorrow. Then she disappeared. I tried calling her cellphone, but no answer. I hollered her name. Still no answer. I looked everywhere before I finally found her, tied to a tree over there!”
“It’s true,” his wife said. “Some man and woman in fancy old costumes grabbed me. Said they didn’t want us around! Then they tied me up! Even gagged me so I couldn
Hetalia x Reader Dumblore Sadness
America slammed his hand on the table.
“And I’ll be the hero!” He exclaimed. That set them all off. England and France were shoving each other, calling names while China and all the Asians Stood off and rolled their eyes.
“Hey watch the koala!” and “You bloody frog!” could be heard along with curses in multiple languages. Italy was in chibi form furiously waving his flag while Hungary was swinging her frying pan in every way. Denmark and Prussia had come to blows while you could hear Norway, “Call me big brother!”
Germany was twitching in annoyance. He had had enough of this bull.
“Oi! You dunkopfs! Vould jou all just sit down und listen! Ve vill take turns speaking und I vill start!” He shouted. Catching all the countries attention. Russia had stop trying and hit America with his pipe. England took his hands off of France’s neck and Switzerland lowered his rifle.
“Okay so to address the problem at han
Movie Magic - Part 1PART 1 - PAN & SCAN
The screen flickers to life as the lights go down and an expectant hush falls over the audience.
A jaunty fanfare plays, as a topographic map of continental Equestria fades into view. Multicolored fireworks burst and flicker across the skies over the verdant kingdom, resolving into the smiling visage of a cobalt blue unicorn mare with a pale blue mane and a gleam in her amethyst colored eyes. Her horn sparkles as the words appear over her in pleasing cursive writing. "The Spectacular Trixie Presents A Lulamoon Studios Production!"
With a convivial wink she fades out, replaced by the image of a handsome stallion in a Harmony Flight Harness carrying a movie camera rig and peering through the viewfinder as he traverses the map from one side to the other. Trailing behind him, a glamorous pegasus mare with flowing blonde hair and a sash emblazoned with the word 'veritas' tows a fluttering banner that proclaims: "Eye on Equestria! All the news the nation needs now!"
The First Ceasefire - Chapter 20 :: NamesSniper sat up when he heard the door unlock.
Spy entered the room, a worried expression on his face. "I 'ate to say it, but we need 'ou. Quickly."
Sniper jumped to his feet. "Whoi? What happened?"
"It's Scout... Just, come." Spy led the Australian into compartment three, where Scout was curled up on the couch shuddering, screaming and sobbing.
"Oh, no..." Sniper whispered. "What happened?"
"Nightmare." Medic said curtly. "He vas yelling about not vanting to be touched and vas screaming and sobbing."
Sniper reached out his hand, gently resting it on Scout's shoulder. "Scout... It's gonna be okay... Oi promise..." He said softly, gently squeezing the younger's shoulder.
Scout's breathing began to slow, and his sobs began to grow quieter.
Sniper sat down next to him, slowly rubbing his back with his other hand.
Scout let out a small whimper as Sniper gently adjusted him so that the younger's head was in his lap, but then went quiet again, body still shaking slightly.
Hey... It's gon
Memories :: Chapter 13You knocked once, and before you could knock again, Scout pulled the door open. He wasn't wearing his uniform any more, he had changed into a grey shirt and simple brown pants, although his hands were still bandaged and he had his tags around his neck.
"Hey..." You giggled slightly.
"Hey... You look... nice..." He said quietly, blushing.
You smiled. "Thanks. You aren't lookin' too bad yourself."
"Thanks. I know a pretty cool place where we can hang out, if ya wanna go. It's not very far..."
"Sure, why not?"
" 'Kay, follow me..."
He led you'd down the hall, and the two of you entered a small door that revealed a staircase, and you began to go up.
Scout held the door open for you as you stepped out, letting the cool night air hit your skin. Observing the area, you realized that you were on the roof. There were crates all around the roof; some without lids, some with lids, and some that looked very broken.
Scout came out directly after you, closing the door behind him.
"None of the
Who is Sky? (Bloopers because who cares)-(Part 1)
Kia: I know we're just practicing this, but, I'M ACTUALLY AFRAID IF HE HAS AMNESIA.
Adam: YOU SCARED KIA~?
Kia: YES. *Runs away*
Adam: *Chases her laughing*
Ty: Uh, let's take a break. *Facepalms*
Adam: I could be king Squid or something!
Kia: *Crawls away*
Kia: Hal- I can't do cute crap. *Walks away*
*Staff laughing in the background*
Ty: What are you doing?
Me: Halp? *Glomp*
Ty: Fine, just let go of me! This is embarrassing!
Me: *Smirks and pulls his pants down then runs away*
Ty: OI! *Chases her*
Adam: *Rofls* Can we keep that?
Ty: There's nothing to do. Hey. Wake up. Stop being a lazy ass.
Kia: BUT THERE'S NOTHING LEFT OF MY LIFE. *Fake sobbing*
Ty: GO WITH THE LINES GODDAMMIT.
Who is Sky? (Part 6)"How long 'til we go out to sea?" She asked.
"3 or 4 months from now."
"3 OR 4 MONTHS?!"
"We need an army."
"Why can't we just ask the recruits?"
"They wouldn't believe us that they're King became the King of the arch-enemy."
"Point proven, but aren't there that will actually believe?"
"THEN TRY ASKING THEM."
"I already did. None believed."
"Geez." She sighed.
"Ah, also-" She added.
"-did you know what happened?"
"Um, about what?"
"I see. The news haven't broken to you yet. Check the next room. 208."
"Uh..." I nodded and went in the next room. My eyes widened.
A certain fluffy bacca was sitting next to a bed half-asleep, with blood-shot eyes.
What was more horrifying was that, Mitch's slowly dying body was on the bed.
"He went off to get Adam. I told him to stop but..." There it is. The tears.
"You don't have to continue, I-"
"No, I want to. I-It might make me feel better."
He explained all of it. Apparently, Mitch alm
Worgen Story chap 18. AbaleenChap 18.
I wanted to comfort him, but I didn't know how; he kept saying he wanted to go with him, but I begged him not to... My life is a mess... I'm supposed to be his luna, it was all explained to me but I don't know how, I don't even know if I can. He might go, I hope he doesn't oh God, please; don't let him go...
I sat up in bed, I was all alone. I opened my door, the house was cold, empty and quiet. I became nervous, I walked out to the window and parted the curtains. His car was there, but where was he? His door was shut, I crept over and opened it, peeking inside. He was gone... Did he leave? I stopped dead in my tracks, I heard a sob, it came from the bathroom. I crept across the floor, approaching quietly. The door was open slightly, I listened, there was soft sobs. I looked through the crack in the door. Hex was standing over the sink, he looked like he was gripping his ears, as if to keep
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
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