Aqua-Lisa, chapter 7Chapter 7: If Only Tears Could Bring You BackAqua-Lisa, chapter 74 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After seeing her daughter collapsing, Marge started running to her, quickly followed by Bart and Homer. The rest of the crowd tried to follow, but Bart blocked them by spreading his hands in front of the breakwater.
"Sorry, no more entrances!" he said. "Besides, you couldn't even all fit in there."
"The kid's got a good point", Chief Wiggum said.
Bart turned around and ran at his family at the end of the breakwater. Marge was kneeling and holding Lisa's body on her lap. She gently stroke her green hair.
"Please, honey, wake up", she said quietly, with no response.
Homer's eyes were watering.
"Oh, my little girl", Homer said quietly. "You were really brave." He knelt besides Lisa.
Bart also knelt besides her sister. "You saved us all, Lis", he said. "That was so cool."
For a moment all the Simpsons just looked at Lisa's body.
"Is she still... you know... alive?" Bart asked quietly.
Marge brought her hand onto Lisa's chest. "
ParaNorman Fanfic - Norman's LifeCourtney had been waiting excitedly to see her baby sibling ever since her mother told her that she was going to have one. She had gone out of her way and done extra chores around the house so that Sandra could relax while she was pregnant. When her mother had woken up in the middle of the night screaming, Courtney had immediately panicked and rushed into her parents room to check on them. Her parents were both getting out of bed and her father was putting a coat on Sandra. Courtney tried to ask them what was going on, but Perry just told her to stay at the house with Grandma. Once they were gone, Courtney's eyes widened in realization and she smiled brightly. "I'm gonna be a sister!"ParaNorman Fanfic - Norman's Life3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When Perry came home alone, Courtney had immediately begun to panic. "Where's mommy? Is she ok? What happened?" she asked frantically. "Oh, don't worry, Courtney. I'm sure everything's fine." Grandma assured. Courtney looked back at her dad, worry in her eyes. "Your Grandmother's right. Mommy just needs t
ParaNorman - Childhood Blues"Norman, honey, it's time for dinner!" announced Mrs. Babcock as she gently rapped on her 6 year-old son's bedroom door, careful not to crinkle his newly beloved zombie movie posters taped to the portal. She paused and heard nothing no affirming shout that signaled he had heard her. She would have voluntarily stuck around longer lingering by his door waiting for him to answer her, but dinner was set at the table and if she didn't return to it quickly, she knew Perry surely would have sneakily picked at all the prepared entrees.ParaNorman - Childhood Blues3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Norman?" she stated again, with more of a questioning tone to it. Again, no response was heard. The blonde-haired woman then twisted the doorknob and pushed herself in. She was met with the boy's typical bedroom display: messed up bed, toys/action-figures splayed on the floor, as well as his 1st grade backpack simply tossed onto the carpet with notebook paper falling out of it. But her son was nowhere to be seen.
Sandra grew slightly anxious by this. Nor
ParaNormaline - Chapter 8- CHAPTER 8 - As Darkness Falls -ParaNormaline - Chapter 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Witch crossed her arms angrily, rolling her eyes. "And it was going so well " she moaned in disappointment. She shrugged, no longer caring, and turned to the Other Mother. "They're on their way here, though it might take awhile for them to arrive." She explained. "We'll bring them here once they're ripe for the picking." The Other Mother smirked. "After all, I created this world, which means they get here when we decide." "True But it'll get quite boring if they just walk on and on " the Witch answered, thinking. "Don't worry." The Other Mother assured. "I know just the person to liven things up a little "
Coraline shot straight up, her fingers digging into her sides. She looked over at Norman, who was still sleeping soundly. They had decided to take a break from walking so they could rest for awhile and save their strength and relax. Though Coraline didn't really feel relaxed at all. For star
Mat-E part 8In the escape pod bay over the hallway which is dark in there, the elevator chimes. Matthew Rabbit known as Mat-E and I step out. There are rows of numbered bay doors line the hallway. I approach "Bay #1" where we entered.Mat-E part 84 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
In the interior escape pod bay #1 continous, I navigated the dark and approached a freestanding console. I fiddled with some buttons.
Onto Matthew, he glances down at my white gloved hand. He privately intertwines his fingers.
He thought, "Maybe now is the right moment..."
He asked quietly, "Kristina...?"
The banks of controls light up around us.
An escape pod is revealed at the end of the room. Its hatch automatically opens and bathes the room with light from its lit interior.
I turned to Matthew coldly, "Earth. "
I gestured for Matthew to enter the pod.
I repeated coldly, "Get in the pod, Matthew. You need to go home to Earth." As I pointed to an overhead screen that displays coordinates to Earth.
He happily complies as he entered the pod. He l
Mabel's Gift- Another Parapines OneshotMabel's Gift- Another Parapines Oneshot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was time to go.
The summer was finally coming to an end. And, no matter how much they all disliked it, Norman had to go back home. His parents honestly still believed he had attended some fancy summer camp, but now, they were only miles away, coming to take him back to the bitterly cold town of Blithe Hollow again.
Norman glanced down at his cell phone, having received another text from his mom. They were minutes away, and couldn't wait to see him, apparently. He sighed.
It wasn't like he hadn't missed his family; it was that he really didn't want to leave Gravity Falls. He had made such great friends with the Pines twins and became so familiar with this crazy town, it was going to be difficult to actually up and leave.
"Well," Dipper spoke up, after minutes of pure silence, "we'll see you again next summer, right?"
Norman turned around, facing Dipper, and noticing that Mabel was digging around under her bed. By now, it didn't seem strange at all, and he simply ignored her and repli
Torturing The Simpsons*Homer, Marge, Bart, and Lisa all awake to find themselves in there own cells. Its a dark room with the only lights above each one of there cells.Torturing The Simpsons5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer- (nervously) Where are we?
Bart- Where ever it is, its better than our house.
Homer- Why you little...(Homer tries reaching over to Bart)
Bart- ha ha
*A Shadow figure with a deep voice reveals himself. He is sitting in a chair by a machine with lots of buttons.
Shadow- Good evening Simpson family. I bet your all wondering why your here.
Homer- (Sarcastically) No why would we want to know that?
*Shadow pushes a button and it shocks Homer.
Shadow- You are here because you are the worse family that anyone has come across.
Homer- (Sarcastically) Really, I thought we were the Brady bunch.
*Shadow again pushes a button that shocks Homer.
Shadow- Any hoo, I'm here to personally torture each and every one of you. Starting with you Homer.
*Homer looks scared
Shadow- You a dumb fat idiot
Homer- oh....I shouldn't of put that in my facebook bio.
It Had to Be You -Parapines-A.N.: I honestly don't know if this is a one-shot about them meeting for the first time or if it's going to turn into a bigger thing because I do have ideas. But, Parapines is adorkable and I love these characters. I probably didn't do them justice but, oh-to-the-well. I hope you enjoy. Also, I promise it isn't as angst-y as it sounds.It Had to Be You -Parapines-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The day that Dipper and Wendy broke up was a dark time for everyone. They had only been going out for a matter of weeks but, then again Dipper had loved her pretty much since his hormones had kicked in as a twelve year old. Mabel felt her brother's pain in ways only a twin can. Her hand remained on his back and her shoulder his to lay his dry face on.
One day Wendy had just up and left. It was what she did. Everything from boys to old toys.
The chance to finally leave Gravity Falls was too enchanting, so ten days after she graduated, the red haired girl kissed her ex-boyfriend goodbye, waved to her old pals and hit the road, looking for better opp
Afterschool Mummies"Are you kidding me?"Afterschool Mummies3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of that shout would have rippled through Sakuragaoka High School had it been louder. Afterschool Tea Time was supposed to be practicing today, but Yui's odd suggestion had thrown Mio in a bad mood. It didn't help that Yui had brought the supplies for her odd plan, which was enough bandages in her bag to fill a hospital. The other girls were just confused about the whole thing.
"Don't be like that, Mio," replied Yui. "It's just for fun."
"You want to be mummified! Why would that be fun?" asked Mio. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"History class," explained Yui. "The teacher was talking all about mummies and their wrappings and I thought it would look cozy, like being wrapped in a sleeping bag. So I thought you girls could try that on me. I'd rather do that with my best friends than with someone else."
"I'm for it!" cheered Ritsu. "Could be amusing to see."
"I wouldn't mind a day off to try something different," remarked Tsumugi.
"Well, I guess it's sm
Marian's TaleMarian's TaleMarian's Tale8 years ago in General More Like This
I tossed and turned, not being able to sleep, for what lay ahead of me tomorrow was stuck in my mind. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, thinking. There must be a way to stop what was happening. I thought and thought, but nothing came to mind. There was no way out of it. Suddenly, there was a movement over by my window. I smiled. I knew who it was. He had come, just like He promised.
"Hello Robin," I whisperd, not wanting to wake my father.
"Hello Marian," Robin whisperd back. He walked over to my bed and gently kissed me.
"You think you can get round me so easily, don't you?" I asked, after we had finished.
Robin laughed. "Yes. And I know it works."
"You looking forward to tomorrow?" Robin asked me.
I looked at him and raised one eyebrow.
"You know full well I'm not."
Robin smirked. "Alright, I was only asking."
"I'm only doing this for my father, Robin. Remember that. If it was anything else of c
Holidays of Future Past. Holidays of Future's PastHolidays of Future Past.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lisa was happy that her daughter Zia looked up to her, and was just as intelligent as she was at her age. She was worried that she would become a total party girl, and become hooked to the web. Christmas was over, it was passed midnight, and she walked to her car with her husband. They waved to her parents and brother; Bart decided to stay the night. The three of them drove off and headed for home, Lisa driving, Milhouse in the seat next to her, and Zia in the back.
Halfway there, the car began to have trouble. Lisa turned to see Milhouse asleep, his head leaning on the window. She looked back at Zia; she had fallen asleep on the back seats. Lisa pulled the car to the side of the road and got out of the car. She opened her hood and tried to find the problem with the car.
MarianDo you weep behind your veil, Golden Bride,Marian7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for knowing there is someone else, close, unseen?
And while the groom is tall and strong, what of that
when there is sunshine in the smile of Boy in Green?
He cannot be with you today although he is
the rightful master of your heart, steady and true.
The groom whose eyes are pale and searching, desperate,
needs you more it seems, for shame, and so I Do.
Do not weep behind your veil Watcher fair;
soon will come the sunlight wedding of your prayer.
Tied up at the officeTied up at the office4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was Tuesday. Tuesday was a lot of things in the lair of B. For Donna it was, well mostly another day at the office. An office where she also just happened to live.
For Donna Muffletine, secretary extraordinaire. What was more important then the fact it was Tuesday was which date and what time, exactly, you were talking about. Punctuality, neatness and facts were her bread and butter. Traits certainly appreciated by Tarja, the resident grouch. Or, perhaps not so much the grouch as the anchor that kept a boat full of crazies from shooting off into space. It really depended on how you looked at it.
To Donna a Tuesday was a list of appointments, schedules and phone call. Or rather e-mails, as Donna tended to have a habit of wearing ball gags during work hours, making actual conversations a series of mumbles and the other party looking confused. Coupled with the eerie feeling that whatever Donna just said, was probably right.
Then there where Meetings. Sometimes a meeting was simpl
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 3)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 3)4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Lisa: Should we tell Mom what happened to Dad's car? *Lisa put her seatbelt on*
Homer: Uh, kids Let's just pretend that 'thing' with the car, never happened.
Lisa: Ok, Dad *Lisa sighed sadly*
Bart: It'll cost ya, Homer!
Homer: How much? *Homer looked at Bart with mild frustration*
Bart: Ten bucks. *Bart opened and closed his hand as if to say 'Gimme'*
Seymour: Not in my car, young man! *Seymour started driving his car*
Homer: He sure told you, boy! *Homer laughed at Bart*
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Are we there yet?
Bart: Thank god! *Bart jumped out of the car*
Lisa: Just in time. *Lisa looked at Homer then got out of the car quickly*
Seymour: Ok everyone, remember to stick
A Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Marge: Homie, can you go down with the kids to buy a Christmas tree? I have to do the Christmas shopping. (Christmas the year before had been not much short of a failure due to the fact that Homer forgot to do the Christmas shopping)
Homer: Do I HAVE to??? *Homer moaned*
Marge: It's Christmas tomorrow, and I don't want this family to have another 'crisis'. *Marge glanced sternly at Homer*
Lisa: Can we Dad?
Bart: Yeah, c'mon Homer!
Homer: But I wanna watch the game!
Marge: Homie, please? *Marge waited for Homer's response*
Bart: Nevermind Mom. Just let the fatso watch his gam-
Homer: WHY YOU LITTLE! *Homer strangled Bart*
Bart: ACK!! URRK! GACK!!!
Marge: HOMER! You're going to get that tree and no more television for the rest of the day!!!
Lisa: Thanks Mom.
Bart: Come on big boy! *Bart laughed at Homer*
Homer: Watch it, boy! *Homer opened the front door and walked outside*
Lisa: Can I pick which tree we get, Dad?
Bart: NO! Mom
Big GirlI am a big girlBig Girl9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I have a big waist
I have big arms
I have big legs
I wear big shoes
on my big feet
I am a big girl
I have a big smile
I have big dreams
I have a big heart
And when I walk into a room
You're sure to see me
Because I have a big presence
a big essence
And when I walk into a room
I walk to the center of the room
I am a Big Girl
And you will never make me
to sit in the corner
SM: For NapoleonxviIn a small city of Springfield we find the famous cartoon couple Homer and Marge Simpson as they set out to get a few items from the mall for Marge's upcoming charity bake sale. That is until she sees Homer munching on some of her ingredients.SM: For Napoleonxvi6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Marge: * groans* Oh Homer!
Homer: What? I was just making sure they were fresh.
Suddenly at the Jewelry section of the mall three bank robbers with ski masks emerges. The leader emerges carrying a large diamond in his hand. The robbers escaped from the police but ended up bumping into both Marge and Homer.
The diamond flew out of the leaders hand and landed inside Marge's tall hairdo.
Female robber: Hey our loot in that ladies hair.
Male robber: What do we do? We'll never find it in that mess.
Leader: Take her with us.
The two robbers carried Marge off as the leader knocked Homer over.
Marge: HOMIE! HELP!
Homer: ACK! MARGE! DON'T WORRY HONEY I'M COMING!
Homer starts running after them.
Homer: Must save Marge ACK! Oh I hit the wal
Yuri Oneshots#4:Amy Wong/Martian Queen25 Lesbian Short Stories That Came From My Insane Fanboy MindYuri Oneshots#4:Amy Wong/Martian Queen3 years ago in Romance More Like This
#4: Amy Wong (Futurama)/Martian Queen Tyr'ahnee (Duck Dodgers)
Two sexy Martian ladies together as lovers? What's not to love?
The Martian Royal Palace was always a amazing sight, especially during the rise of morning sun, where the sun gleams off the walls.
Amy found herself admiring that every morning she spent in the palace. She had come here on business really, to negotiate a agreement that the Wong Family could mine, farm, loot, etc. on the eastern hemisphere. As the Wong Family already taken control of the western hemisphere through illegal means (A personal army tricked into fighting.) so Amy came by to help matters.
Well, at least she didn't end up as ashes by the front gate.
No, the Queen, Tyr'ahnee, allowed her to enter safely. She seemed to be nice, considering that the daughter of her planet's en
Meg Griffin: Expressing Herself, Part 4Meg smirked at Peter. Time to rub her victory in his face.Meg Griffin: Expressing Herself, Part 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hi, everyone!" she called to her family, approaching them with a smile.
"Nice job, Meg," Brian complimented. "You did well out there."
"Thank you, Brian," Meg gave him a smile.
She then turned and looked up at Peter, remembering their little "bargain."
Peter raised his eyebrows. "What are you looking at?"
"I won, Dad," Meg beamed. "I won fair and square. You might as well pay up."
"Pay up?" Peter and Lois chorused. As if Peter didn't already know.
Meg turned to Lois, her smile never leaving her face. "Well, Mom," she explained, "before I went up to compete, Dad pulled me aside, and made a compromise. If I lost, then he would disown me. If I won, which I did, then he would pay me $100 and let me stay."
"Peter!" Lois scolded. "Why?"
"Umm..." Peter looked around, possibly for something that could save him. "Oh, look! Beer!"
He ran to the table where other parents (mostly fathers) were drinking beer and other alcoholic beverages.
Meg Griffin: Expressing Herself, Part 7Meg decided on a new thing: Using pictures of people that she hated as bulls-eye targets. She thought that it would give her more motivation.Meg Griffin: Expressing Herself, Part 73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had a picture of Peter, Chris, Connie, Lois, Stewie, and (just in case) Brian. But she doubted that she would use Brian's picture as a target very often. Even though even he would treat her negatively sometimes, he was still the nicest towards her.
A blizzard fell the next day after Kevin came to practice with Eliza and Meg, which meant no school...and no practicing for at least three days.
"Damn it," Meg swore under her breath when she saw the amount of snow just outside of her bedroom window. "Oh well, at least there's no school today."
She climbed out of bed and got dressed, putting on a purple sweater over her usual pink and white shirt. Grabbing her bow and an arrow (just in case Peter forgot his little promise), she headed downstairs.
"Why do you have that with you?" Chris pointed at the bow as Meg took a seat across from him.
Lilo and Stitch: NormalitySummary: Myrtle may not be sure what normal is anymore, but she's pretty sure Lilo still doesn't qualify.Lilo and Stitch: Normality5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Myrtle is young, she's good at making friends, and keeping them. She's queen of her own little clique. She's forceful and confident and sometimes mean, yeah, but only to people she and the others had decided deserved it.
But she and her friends keep getting older, keep moving up in school, keep meeting new people. One day the girl known for making fun of people who are different realizes she's different. Most of her classmates are native; they have a shared heritage, culture, language. All Myrtle has is an absent father and a mother who tries way too hard. Eventually Myrtle realizes the downside of choosing friends just as likely as her to exclude someone for not fitting in.
She never quite recovers after that. It's not like she's a total social outcast, but she doesn't really fit in with most of the kids she knows. It doesn't help that she doesn't become less abrasive