Strong EnoughFrancis parked the car in the driveway of the house and nearly ripped the key out of the ignition. He grabbed his papers while unbuckling his seatbelt, and once he had opened the door, he slid out. With a huff, he slammed the door shut with his foot and stormed towards the house.Strong Enough3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He felt insulted, although he had no idea why. He could not believe that man, a co-worker, insulted life like it was nothing. Francis respected the fact that people were free to make their own choicethat's what free will was for, right? But when someone treats another life like it was nothing, like it was only another drawing on a blueprint that should be scrapped, for no particular reason, that's when Francis put his foot down.
He knew what it was like, first hand, to lose something. And it broke his heart when people treated gifts like rubbish.
He opened the front door to the house and closed it loudly behind him while wiping his feet on the carpet. He could hear his children laughing at the dining tab
Mended Family"Leo "Mended Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ever get the feeling that we're different than other kids?"
The blue haired thirteen-year-old looked up from his sandwich and stared at his brother. "Different as in how?" he asked.
Sparky stirred his yogurt around in circles with his spoon, never once looking up. "Well, for one thing, we seem to be eating lunch under the washroom sinks every other day," he mumbled.
Galileo blinked and then looked about. He had almost forgotten where they were until he saw the tiled floor and the stalls across from them. They were, in fact, sitting beneath the sinks in the boys' washrooms at their school, something he and Sparky did certain days of the week when trouble was around. It was not that they enjoyed doing so, of course not; more because it was the only place safe for them to be when bullies were around.
They had hardly grabbed their lunch bags when the noon bell rang. And while other students rushed to their places in the cafeteria, the two stepbrothers rushed int
From Our House to Bob'sThere was exactly a week left until Christmas Day, and already Larry felt like it had arrived. Everyone in his town had put up their decorations and lights, making each house and nearly every tree as bright and as festive as ever. Veggies, big and small, were putting up lights, making snowmen, sliding down hills and starting snowball fights. Parents and Grandparents were doing last minute shopping. Relatives from near and far were coming together to celebrate.From Our House to Bob's3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Larry's own family would be coming to his hometown this year for Christmas. His father and his three older brothers would be coming from California to spend Christmas at the cucumber's home. For such a special occasion as that, Larry made sure everything in his house would look cheerful, including the dozens of gifts beneath the tree in the living room.
Now, he was off to the bookstore in the centre of town. Every afternoon, if not morning, Larry went there, not only to look at the latest comics, but to visit the ow
From Our House to Bob's chp2The next day happened to be Sunday, and so before heading to Church for the weekly service, Larry got up and went over to Bob's house to help get their Sunday school things put together. Bob and Larry had been in charge of teaching the children of their parish about that day's readings since they had first moved to that little town years ago.From Our House to Bob's chp23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After Church, Bob and Larry went out to Jimmy's Café for lunch, just as they did every Sunday. Once that had been through, they either went home to rest or talk about things, or else were invited by the children to go sliding or to tell another Bible story.
Bob had been known since his arrival to be the storykeeper of their little humble town. He had gone to college to study to become a pastor, but in the end decided that he wanted to own a bookstore instead and tell stories to children in the same way his father told them. Turns out that when he and Larry decided to move into the North of the USA, Pastor George was in need of a teacher for S
After You Left...After You Left...3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mitch's wife looked over her shoulder at the telephone that was ringing on the counter. Her curly blond hair bobbed up and down in a ponytail as she turned back to making dinner. "Honey, can you answer that please?" she called out while cutting the meat.
The greying haired man looked up from the newspaper he was reading in the living room. "You're right by the phone, Calleigh," the man replied.
"My hands are touching raw meat, Mitch. I can't touch the phone! Please?"
Mitch groaned tiredly and rose to his feet. "Alright, fine," he grumbled while tossing the paper on the leather couch and leaving the room. He walked into the kitchen and around the island where his wife was preparing dinner. Sitting at the corner of the counter was the black phone, ringing like mad. He leaned over the machine rolled his eyes amusingly. "Herp-a-derp, he's bored already?" he chuckled, recognizing the number displayed.
"You mean Francis?" Calleigh replied.
"I thought you jus
sonic funnySonic funnysonic funny5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Cream ve a su anciana vecina caminar por la calle:
-ah, pero usted tiene dos pies, señora!
-claro q si, a q viene esa pregunta?
-es q mi mamá m dijo q usted tenia un pie en el otro mundo. n_n
Como haces para q Knuckles se ria un sabado?
Le cuentas un chiste el viernes XD
Como hace big para subirse a un arbol?
Planta una semilla y se sienta encima a esperar q crezca el arbol XD
-Mami, cuesta mucho dinero un pomo de tinta china?
-no cream, eso es muy economico
-o q bueno! Porq se derramo un pomo de tinta china en tu vestido nuevo. n_n
Tails: sonic, me pico una vibora!!!
Tails: no, gratis
Sonic va a una tienda a comprar una tarjeta por e
Fun Time for Three"Boo, boo, BOO!"Fun Time for Three3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Phineas yelped and leaped out of his computer chair, startling Ferb in the process, who was busy looking through a magazine one his bunk bed. Perry, polishing his robotic left wing, chuckled at the sight of seeing his owner's reaction to the surprise visit of his best friend.
Isabella giggled uncontrollably behind her hand and leaned away from the computer chair while pushing back some of her dark hair. "You're so cute when you jump like that, Phin!" she admitted. She leaned towards him and poked his nose. "You're so edgy, totally unlike your sister."
Phineas wrinkled his nose in reply while Ferb and Perry laughed. "Candace was the leader of the Resistance, that's why," he mumbled while settling back down in his computer chair. He pulled it away from the girl and continued his programming. "Fighting and surprising bad guys was her thing."
Isabella placed her hands behind her and leaned over his shoulder, watching him type. Her ebony hair fell at both sides of her head,
Three's a Crowd - 2 -"Hey, Sunny!"Three's a Crowd - 2 -3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had just stashed away her brown fedora when Sunny heard a voice call to her from down the corridor at the OWCA's Los Angeles Headquarters. The canary turned her head while closing her locker and watched as a green bee eater bird rushed down the hallway towards her, waving a wing through the air. "Hey, girl! Heard another mission was a success!" he said with a grin.
Sunny wrinkled her beak and locked her locker. "Yep," she muttered.
"Must be great being the partner of the OWCA's best agent."
"Oh, yeah. A real hoot."
The green bird tilted his head. "That sounded sarcastic," he noted. "You okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I thought you liked hanging out with Perry. You're normally cheerfully teasing him."
"I decided to be different today, Gary."
" Are you sure you're okay, Sunny?"
Sunny sighed and tucked her wings at her sides. "Just been having a rough week, that's all," she replied as they began walking off together. "Ever since my owner had to go on a trip and
IJ - RunShe fell against her covers and buried her face in her pillows. Never had she been more thankful for being a makeup haterher tears would have made it run down her cheeks. She pulled the elastic out of her hair and let it flow down to her sides, spreading over the pillows like a spider's web. The bruise on her cheek pulsed with pain the more she cried, refusing the company of anyone yet longing for everyone all at once.IJ - Run3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ana tried with all her might to think of a day that could be just as horrible, if not worse, than that week had been. The bullying, the threats, the laughs the bruised knuckles, the week's worth of Detention, Mitch's temper rising to the point that he actually snapped at her, his best friend's daughter. Her mother scolding her for making a mess in the study room and for mistreating Tippy, despite the animal's attempt in cheering her up. Her best friends, trying to get her out of the house and hang out at the mall, eating icecreamshe had refused them wit
PnF - FireworkPnF - Firework4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That summer day had been perfect to start up another great invention. Phineas was halfway through drawing it out when his stepbrother walked into the room after breakfast.
The red-haired fifteen-year-old looked up from his desk with a grin and was about to announce his daily line, "I know what we're gonna do today!" But to his complete bewilderment, Ferb lay down on his bed with a book and said the most depressing thing Phineas had ever heard him say:
"I'm not in the mood to do anything, Phineas."
Phineas' imagination immediately came to a screeching halt, and the idea he had before stopped producing itself. Without a word, he got up from his desk and walked out of the room, leaving Ferb to his reading.
Downstairs, it seemed as though his family was just as depressed as his brother. Linda had left the house, apparently because she and Lawrence had just had an argument about something Lawrence was sitting at the table, hands rummaging through his hair and glasses sitting on the ta
PnF - The Unicorn Room pt 1 of 2"It was really thoughtful for you and your sons to come and help clean the garage, Linda," Calleigh said as she sat down in the living room with her college friend. "Mitch has been so stressed lately. Helping hands was certainly something he needed."PnF - The Unicorn Room pt 1 of 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mitch is always stressed," Linda teased as she crossed her legs and took a sip from her coffee. "He worries too much about everything."
Calleigh shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," she replied. "He's just overprotective of things. He makes promises to people and he worries he'll break them. He's done that with my mother."
"With good reasons."
"Well yes, of course." Calleigh drank some of her tea before stirring it and looking at their wedding picture on the wall. "Although, you and I both know he gets exceptionally stressed this time of year," she said softly. "He's getting better, but it's like teaching a toddler to walk; one step at a time."
Linda set her cup down and leaned over her lap. "Is he still on medication?" she asked.
Things I will Risk For You c14The minutes ticked by until nearly half-an-hour had been wasted. Perry did what he could to keep his emotions masked, although it was becoming more and more of a challenge. He wanted out of the cage to give them a piece of his mind, as well as go and rescue his owners.Things I will Risk For You c143 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
None of the agents that had left earlier to search for the boys returned, which meant that they were still outside hunting them. That could only mean that they were still alive or else injured and hiding. Perry prayed it was the former, but whichever it was, they were still alive.
All he had to wait for now was for someone to open his cage.
"Have they been taken care of yet?" the bald man asked one of his men.
There was a momentary pause before Perry heard a reply. "Not yet, Sir," a man spoke up. "Apparently, the boys sent them on a wild goosechase."
"Just make sure they don't leave this base," the one in charge ordered. "I want them both dead before morning."
"But what about Major Monogra!"
"Major Monogram doesn't
Father's DayFather's Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been an exhausting and emotional week for Phineas. The Monday announcement of the school's yearly Father's Day Activities had made him just as excited as the years before; he and Ferb would both take turns entering one obstacle race and competition after another with their father. It had been something Principal Beauregard came up with for the entire high school. And every year, the games were more and more interesting.
As usual, Phineas was looking forward to that coming weekend.
At least until the new kid from the eleventh grade spoke up.
"Those Father's Day games are for dads and their kids; not dads and their stepkids."
At first, Phineas had shrugged it off, as usual. He had known Lawrence for so long now, he had never considered him as his stepfather, but merely as his father. And Ferb had acted the same way with Linda being his mother.
But the more that teenager had insisted it, and in a very rude manner, the more it began to bother Phineas, as well a
PnF - The Unicorn Room pt 2 of 2Spring thaw had only just begun by late March that year. Danville had been struck with one last snowstorm before the sun decided to finally warm up the Tri-State area. The birds were returning from their annual migration to the South, buds were appearing in the trees and puddles of melted snow were scattered around the park like spots on a Dalmatian.PnF - The Unicorn Room pt 2 of 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The fresh smell of something new was in the air, but even with all the life around him, whether it be birds singing or children splashing in puddles and laughing, Mitch still found it hard to enjoy. That day had always been hard for him to live, or at least it had been for the past decade or so. Ever since he had begun to take medication nearly four times a year, Mitch found it difficult to stomach the idea of growing a year older without his best friend there.
I'll do it every year on your birthday, Pal.
Like pie, you will.
Cross my heart. Every year on your birthday. It'll be like a tradition.
A really dorky tradition.
At least your f
Msn: Perry's Pizza Mission Pt2Agent P says:Msn: Perry's Pizza Mission Pt23 years ago in Humor More Like This
Okeh doke, and just in time to get the pizza.
You still there Phin?
Sorry. Sorry, dozed off.
Agent P says:
Did you go toss up lunch now?
No. I actually just fell asleep. Msn beeping woke me up.
Um, btw, thanks for doing this, Perry. You don't really need to, you know.
Agent P says:
I want to.
I don't like seeing you or Ferb sick. Not only is it upsetting, but I can easily catch what you've got.
Sooo, what you're saying is, you like to avoid us.
Agent P says:
I did NOT say that.
Ik. I'm just goofing around.
Agent P says:
What kind of word is ik???
Agent P says:
Sounds like you found something icky and you don't like it.
Agent P says:
Ik! Ik, yucky, ik!
Agent P says:
WtP: Lost Treasures chp1The sun was bright and hanging high in the blue sky as a burgundy red car made its way through the forest that afternoon. The highway twisted and turned for miles in the thickets that composed the beautiful boreal forest that covered most of that region of Britain. The colors of late summer and early autumn blended in beautifully in the treetops. The birds that flew overhead seemed to be enjoying the happy atmosphere that was in the air just as much as the driver in the car below them was.WtP: Lost Treasures chp13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The man with thick brown hair took a deep breath and smiled. These parts were very familiar to him. He had grown up here as a boy; from the day he was born to the day he left home for college to become a teacher. Now, thirty years of age, he returned to the woods he had so long loved.
He had been offered a job at the school where he attended in his childhood, and so he, his wife and his four-year-old son were moving from the bustling city of London to the peaceful countryside in the giant forest. It
From Our House to Bob's chp6The next day was Thursday, December 23rd; Christmas was only three days away.From Our House to Bob's chp63 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So Larry hastily got up, hastily had breakfast and hastily left the house after speaking with Madame Blueberry over the phone; he was going to call an emergency town meeting and everyone except Bob, of course was to be there. Even Larry's family had to come.
The town hall was filled with Veggies, young and old, when Larry finally arrived. All of his good friends and neighbours were there, including Junior and his family, as well as Petunia. These two were up on the stage, waiting for Larry to come. Madame Blueberry was next to them.
Larry hopped up the stairs to the stage and caught his breath. "Sorry it took so long," he panted. "Had to make sure Bob wasn't leavin' the house. If there's town meetings, he usually gets up to go. Luckily this time, he didn't."
"What exactly did you gather us all for, anyway?" Junior wondered.
Larry smiled in reply. "Just you wait and see," he replied. He lo
Msn: Perry's Pizza Mission Pt1(Agent P has signed in)Msn: Perry's Pizza Mission Pt13 years ago in Humor More Like This
Agent P says:
Agent P says:
How are you spelling lololol? Are you actually saying that?
Agent P says:
I have absolutely no idea.
Agent P says:
What does S-R-S-L-Y mean?
Agent P says:
Aaaand I STILL don't know what THAT means either.
You sound REALLY unprofessional on chat, Perry.
VERY mindless pet-ish, heehee!
Agent P says:
Oh, gee, thanks.
And did I mention cute?
You sound cute too.
PERRY THE CUTIPUUUUSSS!!!
Agent P says:
GET OFFLINE, PHINEAS.
I wasn't the one who started this convo, derp.
Agent P says:
Right. Okay, my bad.
So what's up?
Nuffin' really. Just finished homework.
Agent P says:
How's your headache?
You just got on to check up on me?
Agent P says: <
Nuit D'ennuisGiant feet fall all around me as I scramble for the orphanage's entrance, so far awayNuit D'ennuis3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain falls like pebbles, threatening to crush my bones
It was like racing an avalanche to safety before ice pierces your skin
In Paris, I, Elizabeth, play in the streets and sleep in a building of children with no homes
The blasts of horns, blaring like trumpets, warn me to move out of the way of traffic
Run Lizzie Run, the whistling taunts of the wind whisper to me.
They will catch you and take you into darkness
My green emerald, sitting on a golden chain around my neck
Flashes like a star in my eyes as it dances around me
Run Lizzie Run. They will catch you and take you into darkness
I try to dash as the deer that is gifted with agelessness
Only hours before the stars come out
The afternoon faces to the orange of evening
A green emerald, a blue guitar and a prisoner's chain reappear and dance around me
Whispering untold secrets
Lavender sweetens the air like a mother's aroma
WtP: Lost Treasures chp24Tanya flipped the bacon that morning while her husband and son sat at the table eating some toast. Christopher was silently reading the newspaper, yet was interrupted constantly by his son's toy plane as the child made it hover over the newsprint and trail up his father's arm. Usually, the man would groan and ask his son to move his toys away. But for the past day, Christopher had rediscovered how amusing it was to watch his son use everything as a runway for his aircraft. He chuckled as the plane trailed up his arm and onto his shoulder.WtP: Lost Treasures chp243 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fasten your seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen," the boy announced, "It's gonna be a bumpy ride. We're riding up Mount Christopher Robin!" He changed his tone of voice to be high and squeaky. "Oh d-d-d-dear! You're flying too fast, Tigger!... Nonsense, Pigelet! Flyin' is what Tiggers do the best!"
"Eat your toast, you little Bugger," Christopher laugh as he shooed the boy aside.
His son set his toy down and took a bite out of his food before speaking ag
KND - Big Problems call for Big Solutions"The Tommy has found it! He has found the loot! Now off to bring it back to the captain!"KND - Big Problems call for Big Solutions3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
The thirteen-year-old boy skidded across the carpet, holding in his hands the jar he had been searching for. Giggling like a hyena, he rushed off, making sure not to trip over his oversized clothesdirect hand-me-downs from his sixteen-year-old brother at his age. Hoagie was clearly much plumper than Tommy had been at the time, since the pants and the shirts often hung over Tommy's feet and hands, nearly slipping off completely. His black cloak fluttered in the air behind him as he ran, and he made sure to keep a hand on his hat to insure that it did not fly away. "The Tommy fights for justice!" he exclaimed.
Only a few running steps behind him came his brother, nearly tripping over his feet in the progress of exiting his room. "The Tommy is gonna be DEAD MEAT when I catch up with him!" he snapped, pushing his long auburn bangs out of his eyes befor
WtP: Lost Treasures chp10"Did you sleep well, Pooh?"WtP: Lost Treasures chp103 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pooh looked up from studying his feet. "Did I what?" he replied.
"I said, did you sleep well?" Piglet repeated.
"Oh uh, yes, I suppose I did."
" You don't look so sure."
"I believe it might be because I didn't have a small smackerel like I normally do, Piglet."
Piglet seemed doubtful. As he held onto Pooh's paw while they walked down the path towards the river, he retraced their steps in his mind. Early that morning, he got up and ran to his best friend's house. There, he found Pooh sleeping, not in his bed, but in the corner of his house with his corkscrew gun in his hands. The only time Pooh fell asleep in that position was when he was keeping watch for something.
At first, Piglet had thought it to be heffalumps and whoozles. But upon seeing how restless and empty his friend's eyes were when he woke up, the small animal came to the conclusion that it was more than just an empty stomach.
"It's Christopher Robin, isn't it?" Piglet guessed.
WtP: Lost Treasures chp9The rain was falling in buckets when Christopher finally reached the front door to his house. The door opened with a creak and he nearly tripped over the front step because he dragged his feet. But he was so exhausted after a day wasted of wandering the forest which he thought he had known by the back of his hand for years that he did not care if he tripped and fell on his nose.WtP: Lost Treasures chp93 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luckily, he didn't.
"Christopher Robin, look at you!" his mother gasped as Tanya grabbed a towel from a box. "Still playing outside in the rain without a coat, are you? Same little boy, you are."
Tanya knew that there was a reason why her husband had stayed out so late. She wrapped the towel around him and tried to dry him up. "Where have you been all day; in the woods?" she asked. "Ever since you got out this morning?"
Christopher pulled the towel off of him and wiped his face as he walked by, dripping water like a raincloud. "Yes," he muttered in reply.
"Not one single trace
From Our House to Bob's chp5Larry did do some thinking. He thought and thought and thought all evening. He thought all through the night. He shared his concerns for his friend with his brothers and his father.From Our House to Bob's chp53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But nothing seemed to help. He did not know what to do about this dilemma. Bob was sick, his store wouldn't open, and he was so disappointed to have to spend Christmas alone that year, he didn't even care what Holiday it was. Bob had never been that way around Christmas before.
Larry was desperate for an answer.
It was nearing ten that same night when his father came out onto the porch to find his youngest son. Larry was sitting on the chair in the corner, staring at the midnight sky while silently cursing himself for not being a thinker like Bob.
The old cucumber grinned behind his moustache and hopped out, carrying two mugs of hot chocolate with him. He sat down in the chair next to Larry, taking the cucumber by surprise. "I thought you'd want something to warm you up," his deep voice announ