UnderCover Mouse Prolouge 'The Raven'UnderCover Mouse Prolouge 'The Raven'3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a stormy night on Baker Street. Dawson was sitting in his chair, finishing up his account of their first case together, and the end of the Napoleon of crime.
"Basil, I say... Are you quite alright?" He asked, curious and quite concerned, "You've been acting strangely ever since we managed to put an end to Ratigan's scheme?"
The detective glanced up distractedly, "What was that, old chap?" He asked, seeming not to have heard a word Dawson was saying. Then, slowly, he nodded, "Yes, yes... Quite alright." He murmured, eyes returning to the fire dejectedly.
Despite his words the doctor noticed he did not look 'fine' in the least. "Basil, I know you better than that." He asserted, setting his journal aside, "You're, dare I say it, bored. You almost regret having finally stopped him, because you miss the thrill of the chase."
Basil managed a slight smile in response, "Perhaps so, Dawson, Perhaps so..." He offered, eyes returning to the fireplace. This time settling on the mantle, and
Joyeux AnniversaireIt was the big day, France's birthday. She had been planning it for weeks, working at it whenever she had the chance, she made sure to invite everyone, especially his two best friends, Antonio and Gilbert. She wore her favorite emerald one-shoulder dress that hung just below her knees. Her house was filled with everything France loved, music, and the smell of roses, plenty of wine. She had made sure this night would be unforgettable; she even had a special cake she had built herself. She just had to finish it once it came out of the oven.Joyeux Anniversaire3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her hair was back in a braided bun out of her face and she smiled as she heard Toni giving the signal that her best friend in this world was about to walk in. She wondered if maybe tonight she would tell him how she felt; she had long since fallen head over the heels for the wonderful Frenchmen but had always been to afraid of losing his friendship, or worse losing him completely. She pushed the thoughts aside and hid with everyone, smiling softly to
A Lesson In ConfidenceA Lesson In ConfidenceA Lesson In Confidence3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Short, Hetalia one-shot about Francis & my Ireland.
She had begun her second year at Hetalia High, Luna Cromwell, Also know as Ireland. A Young woman with bright fiery red hair, Green eyes and a trim build. She walked out of her first class, she had about 20 minutes to kill when she ran into her best friend, Kiku. Kiku, over the last year had become like a brother to her. He was the only one that knew how she felt about her best friend, Francis.. She had known his reputation; even in the beginning, she had even turned him down a few times.. Afraid of getting her heard broken. It was, ironically how they had come to be the best friends they were today, she guessed he liked how she, as he said "played Hard to get"
Over the last year though, she would find herself getting jealous, and somewhat hurt whenever he would find a new 'Girlfriend'. She just wasn't sure how to tell him... Kiku could see in her face she was thinking about him again... "Luna, why do yo
Undercover Mouse ~*Update*Undercover Mouse ~*Update*6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A new Great Mouse Detective Fan-fic soon to come, based on the original movie but with a slight twist. when Olivia Flaversham tells basil her story, he takes the case. But it turns out that Dawson and Olivia are not the only ones helping him, he in fact has an alli undercover as one of Ratigan's thugs and delivers clues, maps and other items to his doorstep. Thing is, until she isn't quick enough and trips, Basil had no idea that he had an undercover alli. What will happen? You'll just have to wait and see.
Undercover Mouse Chapter 1: The Proffesor's LairUndercover Mouse Chapter 1: The Proffesor's Lair3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meanwhile Vira had made her way back into the lair; thankfully managing to get in without attracting attention. She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine, hoping to warm herself. The storm was bad tonight. A grin played across her face, it was going to be interesting that was certain. But for the chance to put the rat behind bars it was worth it.
Just then a familiar thumping sounded and Fidget limped into the room. The little bat had made it across the room and retrieved a bottle of Rodent's delight before he noticed the mouse in tucked in the dark corner. Blinking in surprise he cocked his head at her, "Wha' ya up to?" He inquired, suspiciously eying her wet hair and wineglass. "Tha' belon's to tha Boss." He added nervously, "Ya don' want 'im ta catch ya wit et." The little bat whispered, glancing about fearfully. "I can take care of myself, Fidget." Vira assured him, "Besides this is my best bottle. I brought it here; I have every right to drink it."
There and back againThere and back again4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Take your time, smell the roses, but steal the vines.
Don't wait for the hands of time to second guess and change your mind.~
Pairing: Reader x Kurama
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, its characters, or you. I do however own the idea for this story
Rating: PG-13 for mild violence, slight swearing, and overall theme.
You sat on your bed; your books sprawled out across your bed arbitrarily. You groaned and set your book down on your bed. You couldn't pay attention today if someone paid you a million dollars. All you could think about all day was the rumors that had been spreading around the school like wild fire. Shuichi Minamino, the most sought out male at your high school, and his girlfriend Anya who was the captain of the cheer squad, were fighting. It was odd to hear this. The dream couple had never fought before in their entire relationship. And being Shuichi's best friend and next door companions since childhood, you thought
L-O-V-EL is for the way you look at meL-O-V-E3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The words rang through the stereo of Luna Cromwell's dark green mustang convertible, her bright red hair was hanging naturally aside from some of it being pulled back in a small ponytail out of her face, her emerald eyes bright as she drove and sang along to Natalie Cole's cover version of her father, Nat King Cole's hit 'L-O-V-E' as she drove down the street to the Bonnefoy home, she dusted off her emerald tank top and white skirt somewhat nervously.. A natural re-action whenever she was here, she wanted to make sure she looked her best when she came here.. Although she was coming over because her younger sister Mairead Cromwell had become very good friends with Matthew, as they went to school together.. Luna chuckled softly as she watched the pair chatter between themselves about different things like sports and what happened at school that day, a soft coy grin played on her face however as she noticed Mattie's hand brushing slightly against Mai's and
Born of SnowBorn of Snow3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When I first learned there was a young life stirring inside ______, I was consumed with mixed emotions. Worry and joy fought the most for dominance. Questions swirled inside my head as the idea of fatherhood slowly sunk in. Could I really raise a child? Would the baby be able to love me despite the darkness that shrouds my past? Can a monster really bring a new life into the world?
Sitting in my favorite chair, I watched the fire blaze inside the hearth. Although on the outside I was utterly calm, on the inside I was nearly panicking.
"Is this really happening? Can I really be a father?" I wondered.
Despite my concerns, there was no doubt about my love for ______. Being able to bypass my intimidating size and reputation, ______ was the first person to really see me for my true form and accept me.
Russia x Reader - Snow DaySnow DayRussia x Reader - Snow Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Russia x Reader
"Snow day!" You screamed happily as you opened up the door to the outside world.
Oh yes, your school was out for the day. When you had woken up that morning, you looked out of a frost-stained window to see blankets upon blankets of pure white snow easily a foot high, just like the news had predicted the night before. After that sight, you just had a feeling that no school in your area would be open, since the road would hopefully be undeniably iced-over and unsafe to drive on.
So, right after you walked out of your room you sat yourself directly in front of the television, switching from your favorite cartoon channel to the news. You were anxiously waiting for your school's name to appear at the bottom of the screen. A half hour and many school's names flashed before finally yours had came up! Yes! No school!
And now, after getting yourself bundled up in a coat, scarf, and boots, and quickly checking in with your mom, telling her you had no
We are Lost: GerItaDear Diary,We are Lost: GerIta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I still don't quite understand Italy Venenziano. He is a strange man, with strange ideals.. I really wish I knew how the world looked through his eyes, but, I guess that might always be an impossibility.
"Italy! Hurry it up!"
"S- si Germany..."
The Italian was huffing, it was obvious he wasn't one for hiking, but the German man didn't care, they were making good time this way, they'd probably be back before Japan finished dinner. They were on this hike to do more training, the only reason Japan had stayed back was the cooking of certain foods, with the fear of the house potentially setting fire. Germany figured training might be a bit more challenging in different terrain, and, it would help build better stamina.
Something sparkling suddenly caught Italy's eyes, he stepped out of the trail to pursue it, and Ludwig didn't notice. It was a marble... no.. a trail of marbles? One consistent