Road Trip Armageddon Part 2Shizuka could sense Kasumi's unhappiness with the whole road trip. Also, the alcohol had run out. So Shizuka decided to lighten things up. "Hey! We should play some games!"Road Trip Armageddon Part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I got one!" Mia declared.
"Yay! What is it?"
"Marry, Screw or Kill! Road Trip Edition! You're only allowed to use people in the car!"
"Uh, no," Shizuka ignored Mia's dejected slouch. "Anyone else?"
"I'VE got one," Kasumi smiled.
Shizuka should have known better, but instead inquired as to what this game was.
"The Road Kill Game."
Setsuna sighed. "How about we turn on the radio instead?" She reached for the dial.
Eventually, evening came. The gang decided to check into the first motel of their trip. They didn't want to spend too much money, so they came to the agreement to just rent two rooms, and they would rotate who would get to sleep in a bed in each motel they staye
The Happy Friends Do GroceriesMia passed out a photocopied list to her students, all in a surprisingly straight line, staggering just a wee bit while doing so (she wasnt that drunk yet, its only noon). Alright, look down at your lists, and I will assign you each on a mission! She had these copies because she had sent Kikai to make a bunch of copies for their friends, all of which had gotten dragged along on what should be a simple errand. On one side of the paper was a list of groceries. On the other side was a sheet of instructions for simple hypnotism that Kikai had gotten off the internet, on the website jedimindtricks.com (that wasnt supposed to be on the back, Kikai was not paying much attention to the photocopier, as the machine did not entertain her. Besides, they couldnt be that good; they were from the internet, after all).The Happy Friends Do Groceries5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Now, I will assign you each a type of grocery
Quality Time - Chpt 13 - Prt 1Quality TimeQuality Time - Chpt 13 - Prt 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 13: Head Trip
BeastBoy fell deeper and deeper into the swirling vortex, drawing farther towards the
mental realm of Raven's mind. It was like being on a roller coaster, where despite how
fast you knew you were probably going, everything else around you felt as if it were
going in slow motion. For BeastBoy, that was precisely the feeling. Holding Raven close,
doing his best to keep her from slipping out from under his grip, he continued to fall.
Moments later, reaching the end of the line, the exit portal opened a short distance above
the ground, ejecting BeastBoy into Raven's mind. BeastBoy spilled onto the ground,
landing flat on his back almost in cartoon fashion, similar to the coyote hitting the canyon
floor, kicking up a thin cloud of dust upon impact..
In spite of how convincing a hard landing BeastBoy made, and the velocity it felt he was
falling at, the impact didn't hurt anywhere near as bad as he would've thought.
Apparently the laws of physics of R
Quality Time - Chpt 13 - Prt 2Part 1 Continued...Quality Time - Chpt 13 - Prt 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
BeastBoy gave a quick glance at the others, alerted by Happy's giggles. He walked
towards them, away from Knowledge just in time to keep from seeing her glasses
beginning to fog up. She did well to quickly remove them, wiping them with her cloak
around her fingers, shooting a hateful glare at Brave's barely audible comment she'd
He stopped in front of Happy. "And you're Raven's perky side," he stated, pointing in
a degree of certainty.
Happy shrugged with a grin. "What gave me away?" she giggled.
BeastBoy smiled at the lighter side he rarely ever saw in Raven. It was refreshing on so
many levels. Until he'd been in Raven's mind, he'd never thought she could smile like
"Aww, come'ere you!" Happy threw open her arms, embracing him in a hug, clutching
him in a grip comparable to Starfire's, right down to the near suffocation.
Knowledge saw the color beginning to fade from BeastBoy's face and quickly acted,
trying to pry her arms
Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 4Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 43 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Fenton shined his light upon the ghosts as he shook in fear and began hyperventilating. They stalked slowly toward him, moaning gibberish to each other. The teen pressed his back as hard as he could against the wood, barely able to hold the flashlight in his quivering hand. He stared frantically from one ghost to the other, unable to form a clear thought. What do they want?
He suddenly remembered the camera hanging around his neck. Fenton fumbled it in his hand, pointed it toward the ghosts, and pressed the button. But he apparently had pressed the wrong one; the camera made a low winding down sound, then folded itself into a tight box the size of a wallet.
Fenton gasped loudly and attempted to pry it open, smacking the side with his palm and shaking it violently, but it wouldn't budge, "No no no no no! Not now!"
He looked back up just in time to see one of the ghosts swinging his sickle down at him. Fenton barely managed to duck in time, the sharp tip embedded in the gat
Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 2Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 23 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It was an eerie, cold sight, like nothing they'd ever seen before. The sky was a dark, subdued indigo, nothing like the bright sky of the human world or the ghost zone. Clouds drifted slowly in front of the moon, not a single star shining. The sight of the village itself gave the boys shivers, just as dark and lifeless as a graveyard. The only light being from dimly lit paper lanterns and torches, which did little more than cast shadows against the old buildings. The air was cold and heavy, cold like a chill winter morning, yet there was no mist upon their breath, nor chills against their skin.
The pair stared in silence, neither sure what to say next. Words didn't need to be exchanged between them to know how frightened each other was. Phantom's words had set the scene a bit it too well, it did indeed look like a lost village, trapped in time. But just where was this village?
Fenton finally broke the silence, the only real question he could form, "W-what do you mean? 'The lost village
Homeless!PrussiaxCanada-A New Home pt.15Francis has been talking about going shopping ever since he's landed in America. He wants to bring Matthew, Gilbert, and Luddy too. Getting Gilbert and Ludwig some new clothes was one of his topmost priorities. They were left wearing the hand-me-downs the brothers had given them rather than owning their own set of clothing. And to Francis, that was not gorgeous at all. From the last time he's been at the mall, he knew there was a store that they would enjoy shopping in. He smiled to himself and walked into the living room to find Matthew lying on the couch with Ludwig stroking the blonde’s hair.Homeless!PrussiaxCanada-A New Home pt.154 months ago in Drama More Like This
"Salut papa." Matthew smiled to him.
"Salut, mon petit." Francis replied back. He noticed the little boy, but where was the other?
Matthew ushered to the kitchen door with his thumb and smiled.
"He wanted to make us some breakfast."
"I see he is taking the initiative for his amour, isn't he?"
Matthew blushed deeply and shook his head.
Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 3Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 33 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The pair made their way back upstairs, trying to find the front door to get out of this haunted house before that ghost woman came back. Phantom's headache had subsided thankfully, but he still felt a tiny piece of himself missing.
They reached the main floor, and Fenton made a mad dash for the door. He tried to slide it open, but it wouldn't budge. Another wave of fear swept over him, "The door's stuck!"
Phantom walked toward the door and tried to open it himself, "That thing locked us in here," he grit his teeth.
The raven-haired teen looked around frantically, "What're we gonna do? What're we gonna do? What're we gonna do?"
"Hey!" Phantom tried to get his attention, "Calm down, I can't have you falling to pieces on me."
"Why?" they heard a voice behind them.
They spun around to see the ghost woman on the other side of the room, staring at a wall to their left. Fenton squeaked again and jumped back. With his well tuned reflexes, Phantom grabbed the camera around his neck and f
Little Communist Hero Part 1 (RusAme M!Preg)Little Communist Hero Part 1 (RusAme M!Preg)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred softly walked up behind Ivan gripping his waist and burrying his face into his shoulder and bitting softly. His eyes shutting as he whispered into his ear "Ivan... Guess who?"
Ivan let out a soft sigh and then whispered "Is it that idiot who works down at MacDonald's on the weekends?"
Alfred raised a brow and then let go "Ahh... You may say so."
"What brings you here?" He whispered, Ivan had been hiding a secret from him this whole time.
"I just wanted to see you," Alfred went in for a kiss on his soft snow kissed lips.
Ivan covered Alfred's mouth and then shook his head "Meet me at the bridge where I kissed you for the first time."
Alfred blinked "Babe! But I want a kiss!" Pursing his lips he leaned in again but Ivan shook his head pushing him away before walking away.
On the inside Alfred felt broken his eyes were a little watery "Ah! Yeah... Dude..." He whispered softly before walking out of the door to his room where he curled into a ball and closed his eyes.
--At 8 pm--
The Meaning of Loneliness: PrologueThe Meaning of Loneliness: Prologue2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Janet shivered in the cold and buttoned her coat as she headed for home. It had been a long, rough day at the warehouse she worked at and she just wanted to go home and get off her aching feet. She followed the same road she'd walked every night for three months and didn't think anything of what little light there was from the streetlights that were on the verge of burning out.
A train passed loudly overhead on old tracks that should have been torn down years ago, yet were somehow left standing. The screeching and grinding of the metal would have been nearly deafening to most people, but Janet had lived in this area for so long that she could even sleep through it. She sidestepped a puddle from a dripping drain runoff from one of the tall apartment buildings of this shantytown. Her footsteps echoed loudly against the walls as she walked, amplified by the lonely feeling around her.
As the train disappeared and the air was still once more, there came a very quiet sound, a distressed soun
Go to bed."Go to bed."Go to bed.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Matthew, with righteous indignation, turned his head to the German man staring at him.
"You go to bed," he slurred, the lights from the television reflecting of his glasses. "I'll I'll go to bed when I'm tired."
"Matt, you're falling asleep," Gilbert tried, stepping up. Maybe, he thought, this was Canada's rebellious stage. "Come on, get up and go to bed."
"Uh," came Matthew, sleepily. "When did you become my mother, again? Just go to bed if you're tired. I'll see you in the morning and stuff."
Gilbert pursed his lips together, willing himself no to catch the yawns his roommate was spewing. Finally, he sighed, crossing his arms over his chest.
" Want me to carry you?"
Matthew stared ahead at the television for a while, then slowly grabbed the remote control and turned it off. His stare stayed on the blank screen.
" Yes, please."
The Canadian seemed to be under the impression he was light as a feather, and that it was Gilbert's honor to sle
Quality Time Chpt 11 - Pt 1Quality TimeQuality Time Chpt 11 - Pt 18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 11: Rude Awakening
Raven groaned, shifting uneasily, rolling over onto her back. Her face shriveled in discomfort, her eyelids slowly cracking open, just enough to squint into the darkness around her before slamming them shut once more. It took a minute or two to sustain an effort to keep her eyes continually open, feeling as though twenty-pound weights were anchored to every one of her eyelashes. Groggy would be an understatement.
Placing a hand against her forehead, somehow hoping to soften the throbbing of her head, she attempted to sit up. The thumping against her cranium intensified for every inch she did so, making the pain visible by the slight cringe in her face, but she managed to sit up nonetheless. A sigh escaped her mouth, slowly removing her hand from her head upon reaching her inclined position, steadying herself.
At first, everything was a hazy blur, rubbing the unmistakable feeling of sleep from her eyes. She had no idea where she was or how she got
Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 1Fatal Phantom: Ghost Butterfly Chapter 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It had been two years since Danny and his ghost side separated from one body, but it didn't feel like it had been that long. People treated them so differently now; the Fenton family had gained another son, though some say only by appearance. Since there were now two Danny's, they couldn't very well call them both by the same name. Their birth son was still called Danny, and their new ghost son was simply called Phantom. It felt demeaning somehow, only acknowledging him as a ghost rather than a boy with a real name. But he just brushed it off most of the time; after all, there couldn't really be two Danny's in the same household, right? But between the pair, they referred to each other as Fenton and Phantom; it had a nice ring to it, though they did call each other Danny on rare occasions. Jazz was really the only other person who picked up their names they gave each other, honoring their decision to call themselves that.
Summer was always fun, swimming, camping, goofing off, and best
Reverse-Kevedd :: Treading WaterThey were like transparent wings, the way those arms broke the surface and arched overhead, bringing a slew of water with them. They dove back in and came around again like pedals on a bike, mechanical in their timing and rhythm, yet fluid in their form. The legs, only half as hypnotizing in their grace, were obscured by the whitewash of water constantly disturbed by how powerfully they kicked. And after every stroke, one could see the face of the machine in question, swallowing much needed air every time his mouth broke its kiss with the current.Reverse-Kevedd :: Treading Water1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It was difficult to tell from where Kevin was lurking (standing with half of your body hidden behind the door wasn't exactly normal after all), but said swimmer was definitely Edd. Of course, giving him the simple title of "swimmer" wasn't exactly correct, being the captain of the team and whatnot, as well as a daily tormentor for the short, ginger kid himself. Lately, however, the shameless ridiculing and power noogies had dwindled to the po
Quality Time Chpt 11 - Pt 2Part 1 Continued...Quality Time Chpt 11 - Pt 28 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raven nodded. "Tell me," she began, leaning closer to the screen, "Do you recall the period you spent in your system's stasis lock? Around the time BeastBoy and myself found you in the kitchen?"
Cyborg looked up for a moment, tapping the side of his head with a finger. "I wasn't fully online, but my central processor was still running. So, yeah."
"Were you able to hear BeastBoy and myself trying to snap you out of it?" she asked.
Cyborg cracked a smile. "Man, do I. I meant to tell ya, my own personal thumbs up on the college joke," he snickered, "Barber or clown, HA! That's BB's academic standing alright."
Raven raised an eyebrow. "Then, you do remember?" she said straight to the point, uncaring of Cyorg's approval of humor.
Cyborg nodded. "Yeah. Why?"
"Because I want to know something," she replied.
"Sure," Cyborg cheerily responded, "Shoot."
Raven gave a quick look over her shoulder, verifying BeastBoy was still asleep, turning back to the monitor, now leaned forw
LudwigxFeli - Love Bites"Ludwig~?" Feliciano called out into the seemingly empty house, "Ludwig~ Where are you~?"LudwigxFeli - Love Bites5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Deciding there was no danger in just looking around for a bit for the German, Feliciano stepped into the house and closed the door behind him. He took a few steps forward before he heard the shower running.
"Aha, so that's where he is!" Feliciano praised himself and skipped towards the source of the sound.
"LUDWIG~!" shouted Feliciano as he burst through the bathroom door.
Ludwig jumped a few feet in the air at the sudden intrusion. He mentally reprimanded himself for being startled, by an Italian no less. He sighed and turned off the shower before reaching for a towel, good thing he had already finished.
As Ludwig was leaning forward, Feliciano took the chance to wrap his arms around Ludwig's neck and pull him in.
"Huh...Wha...?" said Ludwig, trying to get more than one sentence out at once.
But before Ludwig could pull back, much less react.
APH GermanyxItaly Ficlet--APH GermanyxItaly Ficlet5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ludwig looked down at the oddly-shaped clump of clay in his hands. Feliciano said they would have fun today, but to be honest, he was not having fun. He had pieces of earth under his fingernails and his hands felt incredibly dry.
If it were not for Feliciano, Ludwig would have thrown the clump on the floor and left it to die, yet he was determined to make the little brunet happy in any way he could.
After a few more attempts, Ludwig set the clay down in defeat. He had intended for it to be a bowl, but odd lumps protruded from the sides and the bottom of the clump was far from flat. Artistic traits did not run in his blood and it clearly showed. With a small sigh, he set the failure back onto the table, watching with increased irritation as it rolled around in a circle. Italy, this is not working out too well
Feliciano responded by picking up the mushy rock and examining it closely. After a few seconds, a smile grew across his face. But, Germany, this is a gre
APH - SuFin randomnessThe bond between us was ever so strong. We relied on each other, and gave our hearts. I could never forget when Sweden was being nice. Whenever he tried to please me and surprise me. The nice sweet moments between us. It was never ending. I would never ever forget the feeling. I loved him and still do. Its impossible to forget whatever we went through. Sometimes the good and bad. We seamed to pass throughout everything. And now, looking back, i cant express how happy i am to be here. Su-san was everything to me.APH - SuFin randomness5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*giggle* i remember, one of sweet things he did for me. I thought then "maybe its true love". It was just a start of our relationship and i was scared. To my surprise Su-san was very strong, but so gentle.
It was when he let me be the one 'loving'.
"Aren't i the wife?'
"Onl' 'n p'per"
I felt i was always behind a wall. The time when we fell for each other.
"I love y', T'no" it came out of him not too much, but when it did, he really meant it.
I remember at first i thoug
APH - AbruptedBerwald!APH - Abrupted5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tino couldnt believe what he saw in front of him. Soldiers were lying in the ground, shedded in blood and in pain. The air reeked of blood and death. Pain and fear. This couldn't be true.
Oh my god... Berwald! Tino started to panic. He couldn't see the man anywhere. He ran over the bodies of the fallen and the wounded. The tears burned in the eyes. Berwald!
Ti... Tino? The familiar voice, which Tino turned immediately turned to. Berwald leaned to a ruined building, panting heavily.
Berwald... Tino ran to him. The man started to caress his hair.
Y' cryin'? Berwald lifted Tino's chin with his fingers.
Me? I... I'm not crying... The tears poured from Tino's eyes and he turned his back to Berwald, who pulled the younger man to his embrace and wiped his tears away. Tino let the tears fall.
'm sorry, Berwald said quietly.
I... he swallowed. I
+HETALIA+ InnocenceSweden watched the small male carefully, watching as Finland flicked through mounds of paperwork.+HETALIA+ Innocence5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What an innocent little thing Finland was, he observed.
The smaller male stopped digging, pulled out a pen, and returned to writing fervently on a check that would be headed to America.
Once done, he dropped it into the out tray.
The boy worked so hard, trying to pay back America after the Great War.
Sweden couldn't help the need to hug Finland, and simply wrapped his arms lightly around the smaller male's waist.
His honest and innocent little Finland.
A Welcome Distraction:APH Ludwig sighed, and shifted slightly. He wanted to stand, he had work to finish, things to do. But, he also did not want to risk waking Feliciano. The small Italian was curled up on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around the German's neck. He sighed again, and stroked the other's hair, running his finger gently along the inside of the protruding curl, a smile tugging at the corner of his eyes.A Welcome Distraction:APH4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His dearest friend really was the most amazing creature. He was petty and childish, quick to blame, faster to cry, slow to learn or catch a hint, the worst possible ally to have in a battle. He would sooner die then to go without his comforts in life: his disgusting (In the German's opinion) food, and his often, less then modest artwork. The blame of anything he would place on those who had been foolish enough to respond to his faults.
He was also improbably, impossibly, beautiful. Sweet and i
Madre and Padre?Miguel always felt awkward when near a church. He wasn't one to shun faith or push it away entirely, as Tulio always seemed bent on doing - he was completely open to the concept, despite the trials that life had thrown at him. No, the reason he felt awkward was simply because he felt he felt he was tarnishing the place. People like him and Tulio weren't generally welcomed at such establishments, so they steered clear if they could help it, just to avoid any trouble. But steering clear could be damn hard when it was the coldest, wettest winter night you'd seen for some time, and you had an armful of heavy groceries. A situation like that can make the usually cold and intimidating exterior of a church look warm and inviting. But having said that, it did look more warm and inviting than usual it was Christmas Eve, after all.Madre and Padre?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sight of all the lit candles and seasonal flowers would have brought a smile to his face any other time, but they only served to bring out a nervous feelin
1504 - The Road to El DoradoThe 9-year-old's heart pounded in his ears as he skidded around another corner in the seemingly endless maze of foreign alleyways, a minute crowd of men shouting things after him in a language he didn't understand. A gasp of terror was ripped from his wildly undulating chest as he came face to face with a huge wall. He spun around, bright green eyes wide in desperation and searching for an escape, but the men had already closed the gap and were now looming menacingly over his smaller-than-average frame.1504 - The Road to El Dorado3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nearby, a brunet boy had just been wandering through the streets when he heard the commotion coming from one of the alleys forking off from the market square. Having nothing better to do with his time, he climbed the low side wall of the alley and walked along the top of it until he reached the source of all the noise. What he saw there nearly made him lose his balance.
One of the men had grabbed the golden haired child and was holding him above the ground, ignoring his wild flailing.
Tulio and Miguel Drabble 4"Looks like it's crumbs for dinner again, Miguel."Tulio and Miguel Drabble 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The little ten-year old frowned as his friend looked away with an angry frown. They were close to stealing a loaf of bread, just enough for the both of them. Unfortunately, one of the guards caught them and they had to run away before they caught them.
"That's alright, Tulio. We tried our best!" Miguel said, trying to cheer Tulio up. Tulio instead gave him an annoyed stare and sat on the window sill of their little hide-out, looking out the broken window. The orphans lived in an abandoned shack that they luckily found.
Miguel lightly pouted and sat on the hard ground. He rubbed his arms, lightly shivering. "Hey, Tulio?"
"What?" Tulio snapped.
" I'm cold." Miguel said.
Tulio turned back to his smaller and skinny friend. He sighed and hopped off the window sill, grabbing the old and tattered blanket. He laid down next to Miguel, throwing the blanket over them. Miguel smiled and snuggled close to Tulio. He lightly blushed but looked