Demo's DayThe alarm bell clamored throughout the entire BLU base. It wasn't a RED Spy like the last time (we all know how well THAT went), but a caravan of three RED Scouts were running in, hooting and hollering. They thought they were hot shit, confident that their trio could swarm around anything that tried to stand in their way.
And they might have been right: any living thing that blocked them was greeted by a swift death via a flurry of bats. Unfortunately for them, our Engi's fully upgraded Sentry isn't phased by aluminum sport equipment.
I sit in the corner, back against a wall (someone's gotta show the team proper Spy prevention protocol), and wait for the little bunnies to hop right into our Sentry's killing zone.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go! Woohoohoo!" shouts one of them as he comes in from around a corner. The Sentry lets out a shrill chirp as it spots him, then proceeds to turn him into Scout-flavored swiss cheese.
His two living fellow Scouts become aware of the mechanized threat
Late Night Groceries -part 1-Charles was distressed. He had just come from the grocery store, carrying the results of a successful ingredients trip. There were the eggs, the flour, the meats, the spices, and all other needed items that he would use for a week long of breakfast-sandwich-filled mornings. But of all the most basic of components, he completely forgot to pick up milk. How else could he cook the biscuits? Resort to water? Bah, that would never do. He needed that milk, or this whole trip would have been for naught.Late Night Groceries -part 1-6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
These thoughts and plans filled Charles' head as he made the return trip back to the grocery store; he had realized his error before he was halfway home, so he couldn't just shrug it off. His train of thought came back just in time to see that he was back at the super market's parking lot. A lone movement in the night caught his eye, the vague silhouette of someone walking toward the path he had just come from. The shape emerged into the light cast by one of the streetlamps: it was a long-hair
Somewhat Siblings"I love you," Mattie said. She paused, almost tasting the words in her mouth, mulling them over.Somewhat Siblings6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
" I love you," she repeated, but in a deeper, velvety voice this time. There was silence again as she let it echo in her mind. After a few seconds, she groaned and buried her face in her arms, folded together on top of the desk at which she was sitting.
"It doesn't sound right," she complained aloud to no one in particular, even though there was no one there anyway.
"I think it sounds wonderful when you say it in that second voice," said Matt, standing right behind her. "I accept your feelings for me, my dear. Let us elope, post haste!"
Mattie sat up abruptly, a bright flush covering her face. Apparently someone was there.
"Not you, Matt!" she shouted, flustered. "This is for my story!"
Her long brown hair whirled as she turned to face him. She was still in her pajamas due to today being her day off. The two soft mountains of her large breasts swung with their owner, set
Somewhat Soldiers"Goodbye," Mattie whispered. She paused, almost tasting the words in her mouth, mulling them over.Somewhat Soldiers6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
" goodbye," she repeated, but in a deeper, hard voice this time. There was silence again as she let it echo in her mind. After a few seconds, she groaned and buried her face in the sniper rifle she was holding as she leaned over a war-torn wall.
"It doesn't sound right," she wanted to complain aloud, but she knew that even though it seemed that there was no one around, she had to keep quiet.
"Did I just hear you say what I think you said?" said Matt, standing right behind her. "You going to leave me hanging here in this hellhole?"
Mattie sat up abruptly, a bright flush covering her face. So someone was there.
"Don't sneak up on me like that, Matt!" she shouted, flustered. Then she remembered that she had to be quiet. She mumbled, "This just helps me focus my aim."
Her long brown hair whirled when she turned to face him. She was wearing her red camouflaged uniform, zipped open to giv