ImprovementsRio sat on the front porch of the house, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. The sun was out, hardly a cloud in the sky. The temperature was perfect, not to hot not to cold, perfect September weather. It was a day where possibly nothing would go wrong.Improvements1 week ago in Short Stories
Rio jumps, nearly spilling his coffee all over himself.
Look at that, something went wrong.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" He yelled into the house, not bothering to go in just yet.
"Sorry! My bad!" Arie's voice called back, a little bit panicked.
Arie," Rio gritted his teeth as he spoke, "I swear to all that is holy, if I walk in there and the couch is broken, I'm kicking your ass."
"Calm it, Moon, I didn't break the couch, I just made some improvements."
"What? Improvements? What kind of improvements?" He opened the door and looked inside. There was Arie, sitting on the couch, which is now broken, again.
"...the legs kind of collapse and the entire thing just kinda caves in on itself as I sit on it, those kinds of imp
You're dead"Get the fuck out of here Dex!" an injured Murphy shouted.You're dead1 week ago in Short Stories
"Why?" Dex shouted back, flipping a cart of hotdogs out of his way, "I'm just celebrating our lovely town's Golowan festival!"
"Bullshit!" Elizabeth shouted, "you followed me here!"
"Paranoid much?" Dex laughed, "but hey I figured it out. You're next right? the last on his list? Man, I'd be paranoid too"
"You told us we were imagining things!" Elizabeth yelled, "you said the list was fake!"
"Have you ever heard the phrase; 'seeing is believing'?"
"Then you have to run! Get out of here!" Elizabeth warned.
"Bit extreme" Dex replied.
Then it hit him. This was the plan. The design. He was meant to survive! He was meant to kill Elizabeth! But he had to be sure, she had the clues, she would know.
Dex ran in front of Elizabeth and Murphy, blocking their path, "wait a second," he cocked his head, "do I cause your death? Do I kill you?"
He pointed, cocking his head as he looked evilly at Elizabeth; "just like
SATPSH Short: The BetSATPSH SHORT: ‘THE BET’SATPSH Short: The Bet4 days ago in Short Stories
It was a nice day at the Bygone Island. Amy and Elora were walking with Ly and Tawna through the island forest.
“Ahh, what a nice, warm day to have a quiet walk. We should go on walks like this more often!” Amy said.
“Right!” Elora smiled.
“You bet!” Tawna and Ly replied.
After a couple of hours walking, the girls returned to the shack neighborhood.
When they arrived, they noticed that Knuckles and Hunter were having a contest with Sonic and Spyro.
“You boys doing a contest?” Elora asked.
Hunter nodded. “Yep. Knuckles and I are doing a bet against Sonic and Spyro. If they win, we have to do the dare they give us. If we win, they have to do the dare we give them.”
“Good news, Hunter. I think we are about to win!” Knuckles shouted.
“No you don’t!” Sonic grinned. “Ready, Spyro?”
Spyro nodded. “Ready!”
Sonic grabbed on to Spyro’s legs a
I did it There were so many theories on how she had been murdered.I did it1 week ago in Short Stories
Well, supposedly murdered.
Technically she had just disappeared.
Vanished without a trace.
So, naturally, the human populous of her city assumed she was dead.
Tch, typical of humans, always assuming the worst.
But, I guess they couldn't have assumed anything other than that.
I mean, what else were they supposed to think?
A young woman goes into her home one night, per the usual.
No one could sense anything was wrong.
There was no onimous unsettling feeling in the air.
It was just a regular summer night.
The Walters had brought in their garbage cans.
The Smiths had turned off their porch lights.
Yet, when young