Leo and Usagi's Lame AdventureLeo and Usagi's Lame Adventure21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Not every foray into Wonderland is necessarily wonderful...
Written for :iconwriter-nexus: with the prompt being Let's Go On A Mission by AnoSheakai
Beneath a tree our hero slept quite soundly
When a smartly-dressed hare came a-bounding
"Come with me!" he cried so profoundly
"Or we'll be late for an adventure most astounding!"
A world filled with strangeness and wonder Leo espied
Aghast he said, "where the heck am I this time?"
"Hurry Leo-san!" The most anxious rabbit cried
"And why am I compelled to speak in rhyme?"
"Leo-san, there is no time to explain!
Now hurry, or we'll be late for the game!"
"B-but, why am I dressed like a french maid!?
And wherever you're taking me better not be lame!"
"Its a pinafore Leo-san," the rabbit tersely said
and on down the lane he led the confused terrapin
"She awaits," he went on, "now hurry, or you'll lose y
Just One More Bite - Day 86George groaned as he pulled the fork full of steak toward his slobbering mouth. He strained to bring it forward. He needed to do this. He put the fork into his mouth, and then let it slam onto his table as he chewed the food sluggishly.Just One More Bite - Day 8622 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Come on, man, you can do this.” Lee gave his friend the utmost encouragement, so much so as to give him a shoulder massage which would in turn somehow make him eat faster. “You can beat that fat tub of lard over there.” Lee gestured to the only other man left in the competition, an elderly man who was tearing through his meat.
George sighed and swallowed the measly piece of beef he had ground between his chompers. He burped. He felt nauseas. “I don't think I can, man,” George replied meekly. “Its like . . . its like a damn plateau of . . . of cow! Cooked cow!”
“Bro, you've been preparing for this all week! I've seen you eat more in one sitting! You can do this.”
“I don't know . . . I had
Dipper, Can You Hear Me? Ch10"Why are we out here?" Bill asked curiously as they walked, gaze happily taking in their surroundings "Not that I'm complaining, I'm always up for a walk in the woods."Dipper, Can You Hear Me? Ch1021 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I thought we should maybe... Um.. Talk?" he shrugged, huffing out a sigh
Dipper sighed heavily once more
"You know what I'm talking about, Bill." he muttered, shooting an annoyed glare at the demon
"Are you perhaps talking about..." he trailed off, and Dipper suddenly found himself pressed to a tree by the demon, staring up at him in shock while the demon smirked down at him "This?"
Dipper swallowed thickly and nodded his head
"Yeah," he whispered, cheeks flushing a deep red "This."
"What about it?" Bill inquired innocently, and Dipper scowled
"You know what I'm asking, Bill." he growled
"No, I don't think I do"
Dipper could've screamed. Instead he huffed and planted his hands on the demons chest and pushed him back
"Fine." he hissed "Never mind." he turned and began walking away once more "Tell me about
Taking care of AlexNaomi sat next to Alex, as his mother went on and told him when and how to take his pills. Naomi was focused on Alex though, she was happy being able to finally bring him home. Naomi blushed, she couldn't wait to take him home. They had a small little apartment, it worked for them. Naomi liked living with Alex, she helped a lot to. She still worked for her dad actually, so did Ryker and Dillon and Julian was learning the ropes.Taking care of Alex15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jeremy had said they could all work there till they graduated collage and got their own jobs, and Naomi decided to go to community collage first, mostly to help get use to life out of high school and to adjust. But she had told her dad she wasn't going to come in till she was sure Alex be fine on his own, and her father said that be fine.
“Naomi” Meredith smiled
“hm?” Naomi looked and got handed a couple pill bottles, Naomi looked at them as Meredith went to explaining them and when to take them and what to take them with. Naomi smiled an
Double Trouble (Will TippinXReader)Double Trouble (Will TippinXReader)19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
At first you had thought working for SD-6 was a good thing. Until you were approached by a man named Eric Weiss who claimed he worked for the real CIA. Of course you didn't believe him but when he brought you to see Michael Vaughn who cleared everything up. You were shocked to find out that SD-6 had nothing to do with the CIA and Sloane had been lying to everyone. After a few days of thinking it over you became a double agent for the CIA, feeding them information about tasks and anything you were told by Sloane. After finding out that Sydney Bristow was also a double agent you became friends with her and her partner Marcus Dixon. Currently you were at a park sitting on a bench while your CIA handler Eric sat on the bench behind you.
"Under no circumstances do you tell Dixon" Eric said sternly.
"Why not? He could be helpful" You protested.
"Because him knowing puts his life and family in danger (Y/n)" Eric replied glancing back at you.
"Fine" You nodded.
"Good. I'll be in touch" Eric sa
A Lesson Well-LearnedIt was a warm, cheerful summer day.A Lesson Well-Learned14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The birds were singing, the warm golden sun was shining, and small bees flitted delicately through the fields of brilliantly colored wild flowers. It was absolutely perfect.
Only, Mindy didn't think so.
She glared up at her twin Mark from where she lay on the ground, flat on her back. Scowling, she slowly rose to her feet, dusting off the front of her outfit.
"That was cheating!" She pointed a single accusatory finger at him, narrowing her eyes in rage.
"What? You never said I couldn't trip you." Mark said as struck a pose, grinning. "Maybe you just can't handle my awesomeness, sis!"
"That's fighting dirty!"
"You know what they say... you snooze, you lose!"
Mindy clenched her hands into tight, shaking fists. Mark was always so full of himself... he needed to be taken down a level, taught a lesson. "...I want a rematch."
He laughed haughtily. "What, so you can lose again? Bring it!"
Taking a deep breath, the female twin bent her knees and extended her
Daily Quickie #144: Some More Fun With CharlieA week ago Saturday, when I was home for spring break, we had some family friends over to watch some basketball. The Badgers were running away with the game, and most of us had lost interest. Enter Charlie.Daily Quickie #144: Some More Fun With Charlie20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was sitting on the couch, going through Facebook on my phone, when the clearly somewhat bored twelve-year-old plopped down next to me. "Hey, kiddo." I said. "How's it going?" He grinned at me, looking indicatively at my socked feet. "Peter, I've never really gotten to tickle you before." I rolled my eyes. "No, you've tried to tickle me before. You've just never succeeded."
It didn't occur to me that my feet were exposed.
He reached down and slowly drew one finger up my sole. My eyes shot wide open and my feet withdrew as quickly as humanly possible. Charlie's eyes widened as well. "I found it! I found it!" he exclaimed. "I found your ticklish spot!"
My eyes narrowed. "Yeah, well, you forget one thing, Charlie." I said, shifting my weight forward. He didn't notice. "What's that?" "
The Cajun Gator Family- Chapter 6It's late, but it's done. It's short, but it gets to the point. Next up, "X-Reader"s and lemons.The Cajun Gator Family- Chapter 619 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After Richard's arrest, Wildlife and Fisheries went to his building and took out all of the dead alligators and did only God knows what to them. I continued to visit the Gators in the marsh until we all agreed on the idea that they go to the alligator farm that I work at. Now, all is calm and we don't have any worries. Today was different though. I brought in a bunch of instruments and gave them to the gators.
Everyone was astonished when the gators played the instruments. Caimon played her fiddle, Beede had his saxophone, Papa Gator singing the song he sang in the marsh, and Mama Gator, Cindy, and Canaille were dancing. Everyone was laughing, dancing, and enjoying the day. Even Jack, an old alligator at the farm, was enjoying himself. Everyone was happy, and
Calvin and Susie's pant load of troublesCalvin is just walking around with Hobbes as he saw the snow has melted meaning that spring is finally here.Calvin and Susie's pant load of troubles19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Calvin: Oh man, winter is over. I didn't have a chance to pelt that Susie Derkins with a snowball.
Hobbes: Well, you know what they say: Live and let live, right?
Calvin: I won't let her live a second. I'm gonna find a way to get her anyway.
Hobbes: How? You don't have any water balloons yet this spring.
Calvin: I have an even better way.
Hobbes: Good luck with that.
Calvin went to a prank store and saw a bizzaringly free truckload of a new product, inflatable condiment bottles that inflate with real condiments. The truck is full of ketchup and mustard bottles, even in the cockpit.
Calvin: Hello, cunning plan.
Calvin then came back with the truck, also cunning enough to make a truck driver disguise so he can bring the truck to where Susie is walking.
Susie: What is that truck doing here?
Calvin came out of the truck.
Susie: CALVIN?! What on Earth are you up to this time?
Being a Better Bad Guy: Entry 170Sandpaper and carpet tacking make excellent dungeon floors.Being a Better Bad Guy: Entry 17016 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rubber WebRubber WebRubber Web19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a beautiful day, and Rhonda decided to work on her tan. Of
course, being as dark a Naomi Campbell she had no real need to tan,
but it was a great excuse to ignore the housework and laze around the
pool. As she was about to open the patio door she noticed that a
spider had spun a web across it. The web glistened beautifully in the
sunlight and Rhonda hesitated briefly, not wanting to destroy its
beauty by walking through it as she passed through the door. Besides,
she had a bit of a fear of spiders, and cringed at the thought of the
web weaver dropping on her as she passed under it. That is until she
noticed that the architect of this structure was up in the corner of
the other pane of glass of the patio door. The spider was the largest
orb weaver she had ever seen, as large as the ball in a pinball
machine, and that was just its abdomen. But being in the far corner,
there was no way it could drop on her.
Rhonda bravely opened the
Let's make a decision!Gaaaahhhh I needs some helps with something.Let's make a decision!5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Snake or Owl?
It's for something and I can't decide ono
The Little 5 mm Allen Head Bolt...That CouldThe Little 5 mm Allen Head Bolt...That Could4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time there was a 23 year old Alfa Romeo 164L, which, as a result of poor financial sense, had come into the possession of a man with more cars than common sense. The man liked to say he was a 'shade tree mechanic' ￼ and this was good, for the little Alfa needed an overhaul. The man, following the how-to guide provided helpfully by the folks on the interwebs, had so far with minimal cursing, ￼ managed to get to the step that calls for removal of two very special bolts on the road to timing belt wonder; one of which, was the little 5 mm allen head bolt on the cam positioning sensor...that could.
Because he hoped to complete the task and actually enjoy his financial recklessness, the man quickly assembled his 1/4 inch drive socket and allen key set...and immediately rounded the heads of both this bolt, and his brother. ￼
"aha!" thought the man, after a bout of ￼ "but there are ways of dealing with bolts that are frozen such as these! No bolt has eve
We want tater tots!"We apologize for the inconvenience, but we are officially out of tater tots. I repeat, we are officially out of tater tots." The voice from the loudspeaker didn't sound so apologetic.We want tater tots!17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I inwardly sighed. I didn't want any unhealthy ass tater tots.
"No. More. Tater tots?!" A kid shrieked, and I slightly jumped, looking around the crowded cafeteria nervously. As if on silent command, chaos began. The shoving, the escalating dissent, even the "Oh my god"-ing girls. I frantically searched for the exit before things got too out of hand. I locked eyes with the narrow doorway that led into the hallway-my respite. I launched myself between squirming bodies. A chicken patty flew a mere inch from my nose and slapped a random kid right in the cheek.
I wasn't worried for the screams of fighting or the bellowing of fallen lunch ladies. An open container of chocolate pudding sailed over my head and spluttered on the ugly orange tiled wall.
I grasped the long door handle, casting a wary glance at the
Police ShieldPolice ShieldPolice Shield19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mord was reviewing the files on her latest assignment. There had been
a bizarre series of robberies, and she had been assigned to take lead
on the case. Recently, several banks had been visited by women in
full clown makeup dressed in clown variants of firemen uniforms,
riding red Segways equipped with fire hoses and ladders. The
“fireladies” would announce they were doing a fire safety
inspection, ride around the bank lobby, looking it over, even
extending the built in ladders to inspect the sprinklers. The
customers thought it was all a show, and it took a while for bank
employees to react. Officers in the field did their best to get to
the scenes before the perpetrators of the disturbances got away, but
with three banks being “inspected