A Hidden Mischevious StreakThe incessant meowing was going to be the death of that cat, Prosper mused. He wasn't going to be responsible if he snapped and threw it out a window- that meow would bring it out in anyone. He groaned and covered his head with a pillow, wishing Blaire was there to shut Marshmallow up. She had left earlier to go to a class, and, since Prosper had thought she'd been telling the truth when she had said it would be quick, he had foolishly decided to wait for her in her apartment while taking a nap. But here he was, a hour later, and the little demon would not be quiet!A Hidden Mischevious Streak6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, what do you want, beast?" Prosper snapped, glaring at the deceptively cute kitten staring up at him from the floor. The cat merely glared (Prosper wondered idly if it was even possible for cats to glare, and then decided very quickly that they, in fact, could) at him, eying him with the distaste only a cat could manage. Prosper knew for a fact that he was laying in the one spot that the insufferable cat usua
Not a Cougar! (DenmarkxOlder!Reader pt 2)At 2 there was a knock on your apartment door. You hurried to open it and pulled your boss inside.Not a Cougar! (DenmarkxOlder!Reader pt 2)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Not nervous about your date or anything are you?" she giggled.
"You have no idea! I was thinking about it, it's been 3 years since I've been on a date and 4 since I've had..."
"All right, I get it, your nervous. So, what are you wearing?" she asked.
"I have no idea! Nancy, you gotta help me! I'm about to start pulling my hair out here!" You said, pulling her into your bedroom.
"Calm down, ___. It's just Mathias. Cute, adorable, hunky, sexiest ass in the office, Mathias." You smirked.
"You're not helping." You glared. Again, she giggled.
"Sorry. All right, what were you thinking of wearing?" She asked, sitting on her bed.
"Hey mom, can I take this movie with me?" Your daughter asked as she entered your room.
"Hey, Alexis." Nancy smiled.
"Nancy!" she smiled and ran to give the woman a hug.
"Wow! Look how big you've gotten! What are you, like 18 now?" she smiled.
"No, I'm still
Sleds, Snow, and Hot ChocolateProsper would have burst into laughter at the picture before him had he not been absolutely positive that said action would earn him a snowball to the face. Blaire was sitting on bright yellow sled , bundled up in at least fifty layers, wearing the expression of a five year old recently given an ice cream cone. The sled, in turn, was poised at the top of a large, rather daunting looking hill, and Blaire was attempting to convince him to go sledding with her.Sleds, Snow, and Hot Chocolate6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Pleeeeease!" She continued, adopting a pout onto her formerly excited face.
"I'm wearing sweatpants," He pointed out, "Cloth sweatpants."
"Oh, suck it up, you baby," Blaire countered, which impressed Prosper quite a bit, since it usually took a lot more for her to start insulting him.
"What, and walk two miles home in soaking wet britches?" He questioned, "I'll pass on that."
"Fine." She said, sulking, "then at least help me up." She held out a hand to him, which Prosper was a little reluctant to take, since Blaire relenting in so
6: Beauty and the BeastWhen Beth woke she was afraid to move, uncertain of where she was or who might be with her. She opened her eyes only slightly, just enough to see that she was lying in her bed at Blackmoor Castle, the room warm and the walls aglow with shifting light from the fireplace.6: Beauty and the Beast3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She had the distinct feeling that she was not alone, and when she shifted her head slightly to have a better view of the large wingback chair that was near the window, her heartbeat quickening when she realized that a figure sat there--and she knew with certainty that it was Mr. Thorne.
Beth squeezed her eyes closed, trying to keep her breathing steady and even, willing Mr. Thorne to leave her alone so that she could assess her situation in peace and come up with a better means for escaping the castle and the mad creature that Mr. Thorne had transformed into.
"I know you're awake," he muttered. "So you may as well open your eyes and face me."
Her breath caught at the sound of his voice, which no longer sounded gravelly
Poor Deprived People"Keep writing." Prosper told Blaire, in a voice that should have meant he was angry, but was ruined by the grin on his face.Poor Deprived People6 years ago in Humor More Like This
"My hand hurts!" Blaire exclaimed, blowing her hair out of her face with an irritated huff, "And I've already written down a million of these!"
"Not enough," Prosper said. "If you're going to have any music and movie taste at all, we've got a long way to go."
"For the last time, my music and movie taste is fine." She looked down at the list of movies and bands before her on the table. Apparently, according to Prosper, her knowledge of movies was so poor that action needed to be taken at that very second. She didn't think it was such a terrible thing, but Prosper had insisted that they make a list of all the movies she had to watch. Then the list had expanded to include music, as well.
The whole stupid thing had started when he had found ("caught", as he put it) her listening to a Britney Spears song in her room while reading a book. In her defense,
FrancexReader .:Alone:."Ohonhonhon," he laughed his signature laugh but this time there was no emotion.FrancexReader .:Alone:.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"That girl was really crazy," he said to himself a he sipped the famous French classic red wine.
"Ah I miss that fille"
"She believed in the silliest little things..From lucky charms to astrology"
A tear rolled down his check as he took another sip of the wine.
"Ah! Look at me!"
"Crying! That is not a good thing for my looks!"
With Another sip, he said to no one in particular.
"You know she was really sweet in every way"
Look! Look! Francis! ________ called out while running toward her beloved
It's so beautiful! The Eiffel tower looks so pretty at night!
"Oui, ma cheri it does.. doesn't it!
But it still can't compare to your beauty ,mon amour."
You nodded overwhelmed by the beautiful scene not hearing what he said at the end.
*end flash back*
He turned around to his side and saw..
"The beach, eh?" He chuckled to himself
"Francis!" you screamed
"Can we walk on the beach
Baby It's Cold Outside Blaire's questing fingers hovered an inch below the bag of marshmallows she was trying to reach. She was on her tip-toes, one hand holding onto the shelf below the marshmallows and the other stretched out above her. She blew her bangs out of her face irritably and considered how she was going to reach the sweets without involving Prosper, who, she was sure, would tease her endlessly if she asked for his help.Baby It's Cold Outside6 years ago in General More Like This
Cursing him and his infernal height, she braced one foot on the trash can underneath the shelves and began to pull herself up. Grabbing the marshmallows triumphantly in one hand, she gave a yelp of surprise when two arms twined around her waist, steadying her. Turning around and seeing a grin on Prosper's face, she shot a glare at him, hoping it would keep the teasing at bay.
"What, no thank you?" Prosper said, mock surprise in his voice.
"My hero," She said absentmindedly, throwing him a grin to take away some of the bite from the
Cats vs. DogsProsper is a dog person. This is obvious to anyone who knows him, and probably quite a few people who don't. There's something blatantly obvious about a dog-person's qualities and Prosper has them. He always insists that he he will get a dog eventually, but at the moment he procrastinates too much to actually do it.Cats vs. Dogs6 years ago in General More Like This
Blaire doesn't procrastinate. She despises doing anything at the last minute with a passion, which is probably why she went out and got her own furry little companion before Prosper had ever really looked into it.
To Prosper's dismay however, the furry little companion in question was not a dog. It was a cat.
Blaire, it turned out, was a cat person.
Prosper generally did not like cats very much, simply because they weren't... friendly enough. Or that was the reason he told others. Although, the small white kitten with black paws that Blaire had brought back to her apartment, with her eyes shining and a wide smile, seemed plenty friendly enough. At least, judging by the fact
Cow of the Wild - Chapter 3CHAPTER 3 Wolf CowCow of the Wild - Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What! Alari, no!" Bone cried, puffing out his fur, "Midnight take back your dare, don't make her go!"
"Shut up, Bone," snarled Midnight, never breaking eye contact with Alari. The two young she-wolves were both standing in tall, dominant postures, staring down their rival evenly. Bone glanced between the two nervously, "Then go, Alari. And don't come back unless you break a piece of it off to prove you really went."
"No problem," hissed Alari through her teeth, turning around and trotting down the hill towards the man-made thing. Bone loped after her, his long legs carrying him effortlessly faster than hers.
"Alari, wait! The Fence is dangerous! You don't have to go!"
"Oh, stop worrying, Bone," Alari frowned over at him as they walked, "I'll be fine. It's just a thing. And it'll show Midnight whose boss."
Out of nowhere, she turned around and licked his muzzle. He stared down at her in disbelief. B