Good Luck SmilesQuiet, blissful, prefect quiet. It was the type of sweet silence that was so restful you forgot all your worries and just disappeared for a while; a warm breeze brushing cherry blossoms through the air, the sun dappled onto the soft grass below, were the only things on your mind.Good Luck Smiles1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Senpai sighed peacefully from her place under the sakura tree, the flower's scent tickling her nose and making her rabbit ears twitch. She had come here early just to enjoy the day before the others arrived. She loved them all dearly, they were her pets, her family after all, but they did tend to be....rambunctious, especially...
“Hey, SENPAI!” A female's loud voice called out happily, and Senpai opened her eyes and sat up with a groan.
Aiko, a large wolf like dog the color of fine charcoal, was padding towards her, a happy grin on the dog's face. Upon the dog's back was a young woman with blond hair, kitten ears and soft eyes; Alisa. She was smiling to and waving enthusiastically to Senpai.
Louieeemans boingfun birthday(Happy birthday,louieeeman! This story is for you!)Louieeemans boingfun birthday2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
one day,kingdomheartsventus7 woke me out of another boingy dream
ven: yo! Jb! Its louieeemans birthday
Ven:dont worry,all you need to do is wrap his present
i have it behind my back
me:what is it?
ven:its zacs skippyball!
ven: go downstairs and see what i have
me:so many hippity hops and big balloons, he will love it!
ven:i have even made a hop! 66 cake!
(reveals a perfectly done blue call with a hop! 66 ball (minature) on top)
me:lets invite the girls
(one phone call later)
girls: we are here
Louieeeman:whats going on
ven (quietly): one two 3
all but louieeeman:happy boingy birthday louieeeman!
louieeeman:hahaha mucho gracias everyone
Everone else: de nada
(after singing happy birthday it was time to open presents)
louieeman:boy that cake was good but lets see what boingy presents we have
(i revealed my present)
louieeeman:mi amigo you got me zacs skippy ball best b day ever!
Welcome Home, Protoman - A Mega Man Fanfic Dr. Wily was defeated, finally, and Mega Man, Dr. Light, and the rest of his robot family were all at peace. The only thing left was Protoman, who was still at the ruins of Dr. Wily's Castle. It didn't even look like the same thing anymore. It just looked like a landfill of rubble and remains of architecture made solely by villainy. Mega Man and Dr. Light set off to find Protoman and try to convince him to move in with them. When they found him in the heart of the wreckage, the Prototype robot was covered in scrapes, scratches, and dirt from rummaging in the architectural remains, sitting on a chunk of scrap metal about the size of a small school desk and staring at a worn-out photo.Welcome Home, Protoman - A Mega Man Fanfic1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a photo of him and Dr. Light recently after he was first created.
"I was wondering where that photo went," a familiar voice of anthro-robotic genius said with a smile hidden in a cloud of white, curly facial hair. Protoman gasped and turned around. It was his creator, his father
An Accidental RobberyAn Accidental Robbery1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Okay, so maybe your best friend's house shouldn't be the first place you go when you've just accidentally robbed a bank. How does one "accidentally" rob a bank, you ask? Well it's simple: be at the bank when the crew you hang with unexpectedly shows up with masks and guns.
My buddies busted in and saw me at the counter. One tossed me a pistol and had me help out, probably not wanting to get hung out to dry, or whatever it's called. They blew through the place like it was nothing and we scattered in the suburbs. No idea where they went, but the only place nearby I knew was Taylor's place.
She and I had grown up together and had remained best friends since grade school. Thing is, though, I had always wanted to get out of this town and see the country. And suddenly with a trash bag full of cash I was able to do this. I arrived at her apartment sick to my stomach with anxiety.
She answered the door wearing faded jeans and a grey T-shirt. Her long maroon hair really fit her pale complexion.
Night TerrorsI'm FineNight Terrors1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
What Yurama first noticed when she fumbled with the light switch, managing to flip the burningly bright flouresence on, was that the bed was empty. The door to the bathroom, just inside their quarters and to the left, was closed – but she could make out the distinct filtering of off-yellow light from the dying bulbs as it tricked out underneath the frame. Tiredly she crossed the threshold, hand resting on the doorknob. She gave it a tentative turn and it was....unlocked. She could hear water running in the sink. Not wanting to startle him, she released the doorknob and instead rapped lightly on the wood of the door.
”...Charles, is everything all right?"
The tap shut off abruptly, and she heard a heavy sigh. He emerged moments later with a smile and a nod. That was Charles for ‘no’.
She learned early on not to listen to what he was saying, with regards to hi
The Dumont TakeThe Dumont Take1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Uniforms are wonderful things. You can go anywhere, so long as you've got the right jacket or jumpsuit. Throw a fat sticker onto a white utility van and there ain't single gated community that'll stop you on your way in.
People live in these nice, 'secluded' places because they figure it's safer. Well I suppose it is, if you consider that everyone living there is already well-off. But that's a double-edged sword, see. They think they're safer, so they relax and don't take as many precautions.
Exposed window wells, unlocked back doors, windows ajar when nobody's home. That sort of thing. And you can walk through just about anybody's back yard without trouble as long as you're wearing a bright vest and hardhat.
Lotta thieves I know prefer the direct approach; watch from parked cars, dress in dark clothes, and sneak in when nobody's looking. Me, I'm the kinda guy who hides in plain sight. If you act like nothing's going on, everybody'll assume you're right.
That's how I got into the Dumon