The Tale of Everything ch 2The Tale of Everything ch 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
By the time I reached the professor's house my bag was starting to leak dead fish juice all over the back of my shoes. That made me sad and it was only the thought that I would soon get my very first pokemon kept me from breaking down and listening to my paramore musics. I had Justin Beaver too but that was reserved for my happier times.
ANYWAY ENOUGH OF THAT!
I knocked on the door, it echoed and reminded me of the haunted hotel a man named Fred once took me to. There were so many people in masks in that place, people we knew and trusted ... I don't think I'll ever get back that innocent feeling of trust I once had. Ever.
ANYWAY, BACK ONTO THE DOOR KNOCKING!
I stood there and waited for a response, the smell of fish becoming stronger and stronger, filling my mind with thoughts of murder as it often does. I thought of Narutoe and that bastarding TUXEDO MASK. I secretly hoped that they would kill each other, but I would never tell anyone this.
Eventually after like eighteen minute the ol
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We were in rows, our numbers unknown possibly infinite. Behind me countless of my siblings, in front countless more. Or so I thought. An indefinite amount of time passed and then I saw an opening in front of me. Through the opening there was a drop and at the bottom of this drop were more of my kind.
And that is where I saw her. She was long, slender and blue. I felt an immediate attraction to her that I had never felt before and could not explain. Perhaps it was because we seemed to be designed to fit together perfectly.
And then I fell. Slowly the distance between us shortened and my heart beat sped. A life with her flashed before my eyes and it was beautiful.
But fate was not to be so kind. I felt an invisible force pull me further away from her. As much as I tried I could not