What If She Stayed?What If She Stayed?What If She Stayed?5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I remember perfectly the day she was born.
It was cold and dark outside. When I first saw her, I remember thinking, "Oh my god. Is she really mine?" She had the most beautiful brown eyes that were always taking in everything since she was only a few minutes old. Right from the start she was always moving and observing things and loved blabbing in that adorable baby-talk.
She smiled and reached up to me and gave this tiny, happy cry. It was surreal for me. Unbelievable, really. I was afraid, though. What if this was all a dream? I didn't want to wake up, but then I realized it wasn't a dream. It was real life, and I was truly relieved and overjoyed.
Charlie and I thought about naming her Caroline at least that's what we agreed on before she was born. But it just didn't seem special enough, you know? So, finally, I had it. Coraline. C-O-R-A-L-I-N-E. I thought of it myself! I just switched the vowels and we had the perfect name for ou
kiki601's Christmas presentSoft Christmas music played through the house as Maddie hung up another part of the string of tinsel she had wrapped around her arm. As she put up the red glittery tinsel, she couldn't help but think about the holiday. She had been asked countless times what she wanted and she did give the people that asked a list. However, it wasn't a complete list since there was one more thing she wanted that she wouldn't get. Well someone would be more accurate.kiki601's Christmas present4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"And that was a classic we all know and love," The overly cherry DJ on the radio announced, making her smile lightly at how forced it all sounded.
"Next up we have a new song that people keep asking for, so to keep them quiet here it is," That line made her laugh out loud as she finished putting up the red tinsel and grabbing the silver and heading to another wall.
The song that started playing was one of those remakes of a old, good song that wasn't all that bad. She had got three half
Wybie and CatWybie Lovat was running around the house after his grandma, desperately pleading as he did so. Wybie was seven years old and just begging for a pet, but his grandma refused him every time.Wybie and Cat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wyborne, how many times have I told you, were not getting a pet! she told him sternly.
But gramma! the seven-year-old protested. Everyone in the first grade has a pet! Im not asking for a dog or anything, I just want something! Im the only one! His lower lip quivered and his eyes widen to the fullest extent that they possibly could.
Ms. Lovat turned around and sighed. Wyborne, Im sorry. she murmured as she crouched down and put her hand on her grandsons shoulder. I just dont have time to help you care for a pet.
Wybie frowned. But Ill take care of it! You dont have to do a thing except help me pay for food and stuff! he promised as he began to hop excited
To Who?Summary: A Family Guy (kind of anti-)fanfic. When karma strikes members of the Griffin family, they know just who to turn to in their times of need. Well kind of, anyway. One-shot.To Who?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To My Loving Daughter,
Hey, honey! Remember me? It's your daddy! Yeah...anyway, it's been a long time since we've seen each other, so I just thought I'd write. Oh, and you know, while I have you, I was wondering if you could send along a little money for Daddy? Daddy's special hospital bills are kind of steep, and the doctors are getting a little mad 'cause the Social Security won't cover everything. I try to tell 'em that I don't need to be here, but after Daddy's last little "accident," the judge just won't believe I can manage things on my own without your mother around. (And that stupid chicken's fuckin' Jew lawyer isn't make things any easier, let me tell you. Er, um, no offense to you and your new
Attack of the 50ft TwinsWe Start our story off at Springfield Elementry School as the kids are leaving to go home. All the kids are proceeding on the bus.Attack of the 50ft Twins7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bart: Hey Milhouse!
Bart: take a look i stole from Principle Skinners office!
(bart reaveals a whoopi cushion)
Milhouse: Woah! cool Bart, how did you get that from his office?
Bart: Well i was sent to the principle fro disrupting the class and while old Skinhead stepped out i ransacked his Drawer and found this Baby!
Milhouse: Your my hero! so what are going to do with it? are you gonna prank somebody!
Bart: Just watch and learn 4 eyes! (inflates cushion and places it quickly in the seat behind them) Watch and learn!
(meanwhile the twins Sherri and Terri step on the bus and walk towards the whoopi cushioned seat, they walk past bart waving to them and both turn up their noses. Bus pulls ofSherri move towars the window seat while Terri sits down on the isle seat sitting on the Whoopi cushion. *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzztttttttttt*
Shattered TrustSlap!Shattered Trust2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Meg saw it coming before Persephone even raised her hand, just by the expression on her face. She didn't even try to block it, because after what happened tonight.....after what she had done.....she felt that she deserved it.
"YOU TRIED TO SLIP CHRIS A ROOFIE?!"
Meg's eyes began to well up, not because her face hurt - although the force of the blow had caused it to swell up considerably - but because of the look on her sister's face. Anger, disbelief.....betrayal.
"HOW CAN YOU EVEN THINK OF DOING SOMETHING SO DESPICABLE?! AND OVER SOME GUY?!"
"I - I'm sorry" Meg said weakly, cringing at the furious aura radiating from Persephone. "I just love him so much! But....he loves Chris...so-"
"So you thought you could win him over by letting him RAPE CHRIS?! Oh sure, brilliant plan, Meg! Who cares if Chris is scarred for life and that boy goes to jail?! As long as you get your man!"
Meg looked to the ground. There was nothing she could say to just
AspieI have Asperger's Syndrome.Aspie4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even saying it makes me feel relief.
I'm not weird.
I'm not strange.
I'm not different.
Well, I am different.
But I'm different for a reason.
My brain is wired up differently.
My brain is square when everybody else's is round.
My brain has three layers and everybody else has eight.
I get worried when I don't know what I'm doing.
I get worried around lots of people.
I get worried if things change.
I'm bad at telling how people feel.
I'm bad at reading people's faces.
I'm bad at a lot of social things.
But I'm good at things too.
I'm good at Maths.
I'm good at Music.
I'm good at knowing right from wrong.
I was unhappy before I knew about my Asperger's.
I'm not happy now. But I am relieved.
I'm an Aspie.
And I'm sure about things that I wasn't sure about before.
Coraline: Spoiled BratCoralineCoraline: Spoiled Brat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Other Coraline 2s face was flushed red with frustration as the Other Mother, or better yet known as the Beldam entered the room.
Other Coraline 2 looked the weight of a baby killer whale! Her enormous stomach stuck out like she was 6-7 months pregnant, stretching the fabric of her dark blue star sweater. Her pudgey arms were thick and round like logs; her hips were massive and her backside jiggled around as if it were stuffed to the brim with fruit jelly. In place of her eyes were two large black buttons.
The Other Mother once again looked like the slender, curvy and overall beautified version of Mel Jones only with button eyes and wearing a silk black dress with white polka-dots.
"What is it sweetie pie pumpkin?" she responded in a syrupy voice.
Other Coraline 2 sat on the floor of the other worlds living room, looking miserably down at the empty pink box of chocolate bunnies. "It's just that I
The Darry that stole Christmas"Deck the halls with boughs of holly," Pony's voice rang through the living room as he hung up another Christmas bulb.The Darry that stole Christmas4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Fa la la la la, la la la la," Soda finished for him, stringing up tinsel around the big front window.
"Tis the season to be jolly,"
"Fa la la la la, la la la la,"
"Don we now," Pony started but was interrupted by a groan from Darry who came out of the kitchen.
"Will you two please stop singing, its bad enough your making our house look like something from a bad TV Christmas special, but singing too,"
The two younger Curtis's looked at each other then started snickering.
"Bah humbug," Darry muttered, in a sarcastic manner.
"Come on Darry, get into the spirit of things,"
"No," And the older male walked back into the kitchen.
Pony and Soda just kind of shrugged and went back to putting up the decorations. When they were done dinner was just about ready, so Darry walked back into the living room.
"Well what do you think?" Soda asked, coming to stand on one side
Naming Darry((Set before the book, Mrs (new mum) Curtis speaks first))Naming Darry8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"--Well what's wrong with 'Darrell Shanye'?- Come on, it suits him!"
She looked down into the tiny bundle in her arms. Who could've thought, a few hours ago, this little guy was curled up inside her womb?
She turned back to her husband. He was still looking dubious.
"Li'l baby Darry Curtis?"
He pouted for a moment, contemplating this. After a while he smiled.
"Okay, okay- here's the deal. We go with your fav. for this one, so long as I get to name the next two more, eh?"
She cocked an eyebrow. Still grinning as her husband scooped baby Darry from her arms, she thought to herself silently.
After the pain this one caused me? -Like hell I'm having two more kids!!
Coraline - Midnight Talk"Coraline?"Coraline - Midnight Talk3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mel wandered aimlessly in the dark atmosphere. There were no walls or floors - just a spacious black void that made chills run up her spine. This was more than unsettling. She was also alone. She had been calling out her husband and daughter's names for a while now. How long, she didn't know. But there had been no responses from anyone. This "place" was also noiseless, and with each passing second of utter silence, fear crept its way deeper into her heart.
"Coraline! Charlie!" she called, becoming frantic. "Where are you guys?!"
Again, there was no response.
The dark-haired woman stopped, allowing herself a moment to pause and think calmly. She placed a hand to her temple, realizing that her heavy breathing was causing her to become lightheaded. When her brain had stopped pulsating, she finally heard it. It was faint, but after ambling idly for so long (or what it seemed to be) in complete silence, her ears where suddenly well equipped to pick up the most muted s
Coraline: Perfect little girlPerfect little girlCoraline: Perfect little girl6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Beldam was hunched over the old worn table inside her private workshop, her equipment scattered about the table. Her appearance once again resembled that of Mel Jones but still tall and grotesque, much to most peoples horror.
Standing in the open doorway of the workshop was a young girl with blue hair in a dark blue star sweater. It looked like Coraline Jones? No, this was not the same Michigan girl whom defeated the Beldam only months ago. Coraline was not missing an arm, a leg, an eye patch or even had a black button eye.
What is it, Coraline? The Beldam asked the badly damaged and dishevelled Coraline look-alike with great annoyance, not turning around to face her. Cant you see that Im a little busy here, daughter?
Mother youve been in here for days. When will you come out?
The Beldam responded sharply, looking over her shoulder at Coraline,
The Devil and Meg Griffin 1Chapter One-The Devil and Meg Griffin 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"And the winner is...Meg Griffin!"
Despite the occasional jeers and mean-spirited, half-hidden boos that floated up to her from small regions of the student audience during afternoon Assembly, socially hapless Meg Griffin couldn't help but smile as she strode on stage.
Perfunctory applause soon drowned the jeers, however, as she nervously reached out and shook the reedy CEO's thin, soft hand, feeling a sudden rush, and accepting his sealed envelope. The letter inside that would open the social world to her.
"Thank you, Mr. Ragg," Meg gushed. "You won't be sorry. I'll make your magazine proud."
10 Ways to Irritate Ponyboy1. Tell him the church being lit on fire was God punishing him and Johnny for smoking in the church.10 Ways to Irritate Ponyboy4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. Then add that since Johnny's cigarette lit the fire, God killed him. Then smile and wait for a reply.
3. Remind him that Bob's not around anymore, so the only reason Cherry doesn't want to be seen with him must be that there's something wrong with him.
4. Demand proof that his name is Ponyboy.
5. If he goes through a lot of trouble to find proof, say "I knew it! You owe me 10 bucks!" and stomp away.
6. If he easily provides proof, ask him how drunk his parents were at the time of naming him.
7. Tell him you read his english theme. If he replies, interrupt him and add that you thought it was disturbing and suggest a therapist.
8. If you see him on the street, walk up to him and ask for "A Pony boy". When he says so, ask him where the pony is. If he explains his name, reply you'd asked for someone to bring a pony as a kiddie ride for a birthday party. Give him dirty looks as you leave.
The Ballad of Meg Griffin (Chapter 1)Hi. I’m DJ FireFox. Before you ask, don’t worry this isn’t a suicide letter XP. It’s actually a fan fiction story of Family Guy (Which might be a future episode) that I‘ll be narrating. Enjoy!The Ballad of Meg Griffin (Chapter 1)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a normal day in the town of Quahog, Rhode Island and local housewife Lois Griffin was dropping off two of her kids off at James Woods Regional High School.
“Bye kids, have a nice day at school!” says Lois.
She drives away and Chris and Meg were about to head to their classes when Chris notices Meg looking upset. “What’s wrong, Meg?” he asks.
“*Sigh* Chris, do you that ‘Futurama’ is my favorite show?” Meg responds.
“Not really.” says Chris.
“Well, now that it’s over, I don’t have anything interesting to watch anymore.”
“You could always watch ‘Robot Chicken’ that’s always entertaining.”
“It’s not about the show, Chris, I just hate
Coraline - Mother's Day"A little red, for the heart...and a little green for a few swirls," Coraline Jones dictated as she drew on a piece of white construction paper. She was in her room at her desk putting the finishing touches on her Mother's Day card.Coraline - Mother's Day6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"There," she said in a satisfied tone. She held the finished card in the air to examine it properly, "what do you think?"
Coraline's best friend, Wybie Lovat, sat on her bed with Cat on his lap. He looked over the card and then nodded his head in approval.
"Looks great, Jonesy. Your mom's gonna love it!"
"Hope so, I worked really hard on it. I even made it so it opens like a pop-up book, see..." she ventured as she quickly demonstrated the function of her card. It was a rather pretty card with long, green swirls and a giant red heart in the middle.
Coraline smiled dearly at her hand-made creation and then skidded to her bedroom door.
"C'mon, Wybourne, let's go see the look on her face when she sees this beauty!"
"Sure," agreed Wybie as he carried the blac
Craig Hoffman Stalks Meg?June 10th (night before performance at the Showplace Arena)...Craig Hoffman Stalks Meg?6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The Griffin family arrive at an Executive Inn and Suites hotel around 3:00 in the morning, tired, exhausted, but happy because they delivered the most electrifying and outstanding performance of a lifetime. Their tour bus pulls up outside of the Executive Inn and Suites parking lot. Luckily, everyone is asleep and there is no commotion
or crowd to mob the the family. Chris carries his Gibson Les Paul guitar in with him, because like Dethklok's Skwisgaar Skwigelf, Chris plays random guitar chords like
there's no tomorrow, and at 15 years old, Chris can play like a pro...
Lois: "Okay, kids, you wait here while I go get our room."
Chris: "Boy, I hope we're right next to the swimming pool!"
Stewie: "Oh God, yes, last time we went to get a room, we had to drive off because it was ransacked and there were two dead people in the floor of the shower..."
(What-if sequence referencing Rob Zombie's "The Devil's Rejects..." Stewie come
Meg Griffin Called To BattleAfter recording "Diamond Sword", Meg decides to go to the Quahog Medieval Times with her brother Chris and her mom Lois to relax and enjoy a great show of sword fights, dragon slayings, jousting, epic battles, and a fresh hot dinner. What else could be better? She has had enough of Connie Dimico and her friends giving her (Meg) a hard time, and being ignored by school bad boy Craig Hoffman, who still doesn't find Meg attractive enough even though she's sporting heavy metal garbs. Tonight, Meg is sporting a beautiful sleeveless shirt with a male knight holding a sword up to the sky, standing amidst the foreground of a dragon breathing fire, black leather pants, and boots. She is looking beautiful! Little does Meg know that her awesome Progressive Metal songs that she has sung will earn her a special spot in Medieval Times...Meg Griffin Called To Battle6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lois: "I didn't think it was possible, but after Medieval Times listened to your song, they invited you here personally! Oh, Meg, I'm so proud of you."
50 Words of Barch and O'NeillSummary: A Daria fanfic. Do you know what the world needs? More ONeill/Barch fics. Here are fifty super-short ones. Some sexual references.50 Words of Barch and O'Neill2 years ago in Romance More Like This
As long as they kept their relationship fun, casual and kinky, Janet could pretend that she wasn't falling back into the pattern that led to her first marriage, divorce and heartbreak.
Then one day, without even meaning to, she accidentally used the 'L' word...
"I hate Mondays." To most people it was an innocuous statement, but somehow Janet was the only one he could admit hating anything to.
They had both been in pain once, for different reasons and at different points in their lives. They had simply dealt with it by following completely opposite paths.
Deep down, Janet was overjoyed there was at least one man who still found her attractive. (The rest, of course, were just shallow pigs who couldn't appreciate the allure of a mature, experie
Peter's New CarOne Morning in Quahog...Peter's New Car4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lois: Breakfast Peter!!!Get down here before Chris downs your pancakes!
Chris:If Dad doesn't get his pancakes can I eat them?
Lois:That's what I just told your father.
Brian:Well,Peter you're in a good mood!
Peter:I don't have to work today so I'm going to get wasted!
Lois: Oh crap.
Brian:Almost like that time he bought a horse.
Peter:Lois,remember how you said you wanted a real diamond engagement ring?
Lois: Oh Peter!
Peter:That's right I bought a horse!(Horse comes into house)
Lois:A horse?!?!?!?What the hell Peter?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
Lois: Oh no...
Peter:Lois I'm home!!!!!With something good!
Peter:Remember when you said you wanted the beans from the store?
Lois: Peter I told you to get those!
Peter:That is right I bought a NEW car!!!!!
Lois: Damnit Peter!!! I told you to get the beans,NOT a NEW CAR!!!!!!Take it back!
When Your Best is Not Good EnoughDon't speak.When Your Best is Not Good Enough2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't hold yourself together.
Don't fall apart.
Don't pretend it is all going to be okay.
Don't act like it won't be all right.
Don't touch me.
Don't look away from me.
Don't be so needy.
Don't be so grateful.
Don't act silly.
Don't be so serious.
Don't have so much fun.
Don't be so sullen.
Don't love anyone too much.
Don't be so selfish.
Don't ignore me.
Don't love me too much.
And hope? Hope is just a lie you tell yourself so that tomorrow, you can do it all over again.
-ma vie, the ruse: part 2--ma vie, the ruse: part 2-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
* * *
Cecil Terwilliger, formerly of cell block 4, Springfield Penitentiary, was pleased to say he was not insane,
thank you very much. His life was (most of the time) perfectly normal. He had never tried to run for mayor on a
corrupted agenda. He had never married someone just to murder them, and he had never held the city ransom
with a nuclear weapon. No sir! Cecil was just about the nicest, most pleasant guy you'd ever want to meet.
It was his brother that was weird.
The red-haired Terwilliger sibling stooped down at their front door and retrieved the envelopes. As he
shuffled through the mail, he predicted that within them were bills, begs for subscriptions to trivial publications
about theories about a musician's surgically-enhanced nose, which rat-faced boy-band dropout would become the
next bubblegum pop sensation, or who Selma Bouvier was dating this week. His expressive onyx eyes blinked in
Coraline: Christmas shoppingCoralineCoraline: Christmas shopping6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In Ashland, Oregon, USA, the date had reached December 12 2009. Christmas time was nearing and the people of Ashland were already flooding the shopping malls, trying to get to Christmas shopping done quickly, if possible. And amongst the hundreds upon hundreds of families that had come to shop were the Joneses
Coraline Jones walked down the aisle of the toy department of the store called 'Expensive Useless Junk'. Her parents, Mel and Charlie Jones was currently shopping for Christmas presents for the families' relatives in Germany. Mel told Coraline to go look at whatever she wanted her to her get for Christmas.
"Hmmm " Coraline hummed to herself as she looked over the aisle at the countless selection of dolls and action figures. None of them interested her in the slightest, especially all the Barbie dolls that you could not turn your head without seeing. She was well passed the stage of dolls at ele