The One Who ForgotThe One Who Forgot15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shanna helped an unsteady Alice into a guest room of her palace, Saki, Kazeko, and Hana following not far behind. What had happened moments before was a mystery to them, but before they could figure out why it happened they needed to know the state that their friend was in...
Alice was sat on a cushioned bed as Saki and Shanna sat beside her, Hana and Kazeko pulling chair up and sitting beside the bed. Saki ran her hand on Alice's shoulder, then through her blonde hair that curled near the bottom. "It's a miracle... China told me you'd be late, but... that Alice was dead..."
"That's what we that, too... But then there was flashes of light and crackling. Somehow Alice didn't die..." Shanna said, bandaging her forearm that was scratched up in her fight with Mina an hour earlier. "I'd like to know why."
"Her body isn't injured." Hana stated suddenly, being one not to talk so much when not with Len. "Her wounds are gone and all signs
Her First Plushie-Daddy!T.Makoto x Mommy!ReaderHER FIRST PLUSHIE (Daddy!Tachibana Makoto x Mommy!Reader)Her First Plushie-Daddy!T.Makoto x Mommy!Reader4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N: Kind of a slice of life story. I hope you enjoyed it!
Two arrows of the clock hung on the wall showing the current night time. It was not young anymore, for the short arrow was just above the number 11 and the long was mere millimetres from its stagnant companion.
Normally, you have been sleeping by now.
But tonight was not the night.
"Oh come on...aren't you tried...?"
There you were, sitting on the old—albeit sturdy—wooden rocking chair. In your crossed arms was a little bundle of soft cotton blanket, wrapped inside it was yours and Makoto's first born: a healthy daughter with the brightest chartreuse irises and the silkiest (h/c) tresses: Azuka.
As if she understood the words flowing from your mouth, the infant let out a giggle as her chubby hands patted your cheeks in consoling manner. You kept on patting her bottom to coax her to sleep, despite the fruitless result.
You wouldn't mind taking care of this lit
Advent„In der Weihnachtsbäckerei,Advent4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
gibt’s so manche Leckerei,
zwischen Mehl und Milch,
macht so mancher Knilch,
eine riesengroße Kleckerei...“
„Ich schätze ja deinen Sinn für Selbstironie“, unterbrach Kaddie Justin in seinem Gesang, „aber um des Essens Willen würde ich vorschlagen, du nimmst den Text nicht allzu wörtlich.“
„Nörgel, nörgel, nörgel“, näselte Justin, während er unaufhörlich den künftigen Pudding im Topf umrührte. „Musst du mir unbedingt die Weihnachtsstimmung versauen?“
„Besser als wenn du den Pudding versaust“, gab Kaddie zurück, die weiter eifrig den Keksteig knetete. „Wenn du willst, dass der noch steif wird, solltest du mal ein bisschen langsamer rühren.“
„Ich weiß schon, was ich-“
Er brach ab, als ihm der Geruch verbrannter Milch in die Nase stieg. Die übergeschwappte Fl
The Monster and the King (Short Story)There once lived a king so powerful that any man who dared to defy him ended up begging on his knees for mercy. The king met a young maiden from a neighboring kingdom. They soon fell in love and were wed. The queen, beautiful and fair, had a daughter and the kingdom rejoiced. Two years later a boy was born. He loved his father, with all of his heart. Yet the queen and daughter felt detached from the king. The boy grew and grew and with each passing year he grew stronger and wiser. He now understood why they were so detached. For he could not see how his father had treated all three of them. The boy grew to despise his father. One day the boy was in a disagreement with the king. He yelled, “Why do you dislike me father?” The bitter king simply replied, “How could a king care for the rats in his kitchen?” The boy ran from his room and hatched a plan to kill the king. He snuck into the King’s chamber and poured poison into his mouth. There was one dropThe Monster and the King (Short Story)16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This