Dog Days Act 1 .:DP:.Dog Days Act 1 .:DP:. in Fan Fiction More Like This
THE DOG DAYS OF SUMMER
A Danny Phantom ScriptFrenzy Script
CUE NORMAL DANNY PHANTOM MUSIC. SCREEN SHOWS AN IMAGE OF THE FLOODY WATERS SIGN. ZOOMS AND PANS OVER CHILDREN PLAYING IN A POOL, THEN SETTLES ON A SHOT OF SAM, DANNY, AND TUCKER SITTING BESIDE THE KIDDY POOL. SAM HIDES UNDER HER GOTHIC UMBRELLA AND WEARS A CAPE, TUCKER IS PLAYING WITH HIS PDA IN A WATERPROOF CASE, AND DANNY IS WEARING RED LIFEGUARD SHORTS.
I still can't believe you actually got a job.
Hey, I needed some sort of cash flow!
But being a lifeguard at the kiddy pool? Isn't that boring?
Not really. You should see all the ghosts that have attacked already.
CUT TO INSIDE OF DANNY'S EMPLOYEE LOCKER. SHOW THREE THERMOSES, ALL FLASHING 'FULL', ALONG WITH A MESS OF GHOST HUNTING EQUIPMENT AND OTHER THINGS. CUT BACK TO SCENE BY POOL.
Apparently getting a job gave the ghosts some sort of goal to shoot for. I've see
She Tries... Swedish MeatballsShe Tries... Swedish Meatballs in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Twistys fault. COMPLETELY.
My grandmother makes KILLER Swedish Meatballs. And, being *somewhat* Swedish (meaning actually Norwegian in my world), she usually claims that its a family recipe. A secret. Never been able to wrest the recipe from her claws.
Until now. I offered to teach her how to Skype in exchange for talking me through making them.
Being that its a secret family recipe, Ive decided to post the recipe here. With annotations that you should read, because theyre excerpts of my conversation with my grandmother, and theyre fun.
And, believe it or not, this recipes actually pretty easy. I suggest you try it.
Coris Family Swedish Meatballs
-2 slices of bread
-1/4 cup milk
-3 tablespoons of butter
-1/2 cup of chopped onion
-3/4 pound of ground chuck
-3/4 pound of ground pork
-2 large eggs
-1/4 cup flour
-3 cups of be
once there was this thingonce there was this thing and it went pumb in the night, waking me up so that all i could do was stare at the shadow-painted ceiling and wonder if i'd actually heard something or if it had all been in my head again, and trying to decide if that flicker of movement in the corner of my eye was the monster from my closet sneaking under my bed to swallow me whole before the grinning sun peaked over the horizon and stole the darkness from my mind butonce there was this thing in General Non-Fiction More Like This
thats silly because my closet doors are closed and the monster cant get out anymore to lean over me and breathe on the back of my neck and lworg in my ear when i'm trying to sleep so thats just one
of the silliest things i've ever heard theres no monster under my bed, right? but that doesnt stop me from wondering and thinking and then reaching over and flicking on the little light next to my pillow and peering under my bed, all the time trying to forget that something is bre
Confessions to a CorpseRoses are blue, violets are redConfessions to a Corpse in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sugar's not sour and you are so dead!
I ran you over in the middle of the street
You tried to jump but you're not so light on your feet.
Your skull hit my windshield, bone cracked like an egg
I stepped on the gas and you lost a leg!
They found your left hand two blocks away
You're still missing a finger, but it'll show up. Someday.
"It was an accident, you jumped in front of me!
The sun was too bright! I was blinded I couldn't see!"
But I have to admit, if to no one but you
That story I told the cops? Your parents? It wasn't true.
I chased you five miles before we finally met
I left a trail of destruction and at least one squashed pet.
I loved the look of surprise when you died
How you'll never know why I killed you, how hard I tried.
I still smile when I remember that sunny, spring day
You hired me to kill a girlfriend, and you forgot to pay.
Her? I haven't touched a hair on her head
She paid me ten grand up front to make you d