Ferry me Away ch. 4Chapter 4Ferry me Away ch. 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They were all lined up on the counter. Each of them holding something of Tiffany's that she owned before the visit to jail. As dark as the room may have been, I could manage to see the outline of Tiffany’s frame. A man on the other side of the counter grazed his fingers lightly over the boxes. His hands pried into and wedged to gain access, a swift tug revealed the contents. From this angle I was unable to view the items in them, awakening my curiosity. Scrunching my nose to present displeasure with my inability to view and cure my extreme desire to know, I watched. Tiffany’s hands bore into the open space of the boxes, lifting rather large items and equipment from them. She owed me so much for all of this including all the previous times I'd been compelled to bail her out. I wouldn’t have been so quick to anger if she hadn’t done this multiple times before. She even seemed to live up to her last name; Owens. My fist rose to stifl
Ferry Me Away Ch 3 Chapter 3Ferry Me Away Ch 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On the Road again
“Let me get this straight...you just wanted to kick a door in?”
“Well, I didn't stutter did I?”
An exasperated sigh escaped the burly old cop, his name was Sam, I had met him many times before and our last meeting caused m
TFA Fic- Medic of DoomTF Animated - Medic of DoomTFA Fic- Medic of Doom6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Scuze me! Comin through! Robots dove left and right to avoid the lumbering giant of a mech and the tiny organic that sprinted after as they barreled through the central living area of the base.
Bulkhead!! one called after the high-speed behemoth. Whats the rush?!
Sorry, Prime! the green goliath shouted over his shoulder. No time t talk! Emergency!! With no further word of explanation, the bizarre pair disappeared into the medbay, followed by the pneumatic hiss of the door closing.
Glancing around nervously, the mech called Bulkhead shuffled over to an operating table and tried to drop the pile of what appeared to be spare parts from his arms to the table surface as gently as possible.
Owch! yelped the head clasped in the organics hands. Careful! My wires are still attached to those, ya know!
How the heck are we gonna explain this to
Ferry me Away ch. 5 Chapter 5Ferry me Away ch. 55 years ago in Humor More Like This
The smell of diesel fuel shouldered me out a lengthy doze, reminding me of the single, grimy convenience store across from my old apartment. My back was still leaning against the beetle, my arms folded tight over my