Elle and Mias: Chapter 37Elias was being oddly cooperative when the party returned to the castle and Hilda informed her elder sister about their new 'guest'. Helga wasted no time throwing him into a prison cell; she didn't even bother to interrogate him. And Elias didn't fight or even object. He might have been fatigued, but that didn't explain his sudden mellow demeanor.Elle and Mias: Chapter 37 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know what you're up to," Elle said to him from beyond the prison bars. "But I'm sure it's nothing good."
"Heh," his lips curved into a smile. "I just thought I'd pay my long lost sister a visit. I didn't expect you to be here, ruining my good name."
"Your name is as filthy as you are," Elle said bravely. "Your sister's better off not knowing she has a man like you for a brother."
"I'm well aware of Elias," a deep female voice spoke up and Elle turned to see Helga escorting Ia into the cell ward.
Now that Elle got a clear look at the woman, it was obvious she was a Dormaeus what with her dark hair and custom eye markings. She carried
Elle and Mias: Chapter 57Elle turned her nose to the autumn wind and let a current of wheat scented air waft into her tiny nostrils. After sighing happily, she pointed the stalks out to Berenos. "This section is ripe!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 57 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright!" Berenos called back to her.
Elle smiled and brushed a bit of dirt off her cheek.
Four months had passed since their return from the northland and life overall had been uneventful. Mias was busy enjoying the prospects of being an undergarment conglomerate and taking the Dormaeus family in a new direction. Mias' ties with his sister in Noric also put him in position to represent his region when the embassy got together to discuss politics. He was becoming quite a powerful man without needing to use his magic.
The Stag brothers busied themselves fostering Fionos. Elle saw the three frequently enough and often stayed with them when Mias had business errands he had to tend too. Today was one of those days. She was busying herself helping them with the harvest of their crops.
"I never thoug
Elle and Mias: Chapter 38"ACHOO!" Abernos sneezed and promptly wiped his finger under his nose as he and Viola followed a frost covered trail without the assistance of Leadbury's nose to guide them. "Gah that Leadbury..."Elle and Mias: Chapter 38 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It can't be helped. He doesn't have fur to insulate his body," Viola said calmly as she marched on ahead of him. "How can you complain of the cold? I'm having no difficulty."
"You're clearly not a normal woman," Abernos sniffled and rubbed his mitten covered hands together for warmth. "How are we supposed to pinpoint Elle without Leadbury's nose anyway? All he told us was to continue heading north."
"Weren't you supposed to be optimistic Mr. Abernos?"
"Not when it's this cold out," he trotted to catch up with her. "Speaking of optimism, you have an interestingly high degree of confidence Miss Viola."
"Because it's all a little too coincidental. We believe Elias was heading to Noric and based on Leadbury's tracking that appears to be where Elle is as well. I'm willing to bet their paths
Elle and Mias: Chapter 55All Elle could do was wait. The halls of Kaldberg castle, which once made her feel welcomed, now made her feel isolated and alone. The cloud of death hung low around all the inhabitants of the castle, reminding everyone of their own mortality and words that are best said when happiness, not sorrow, can still blossom from them.Elle and Mias: Chapter 55 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Daddy " Hilda whimpered as she buried her head into Alu's chest. It didn't take her long at all to accept the Runeskeeper as her father and she had every intention of continuing their relationship as child and parent.
Alu simply smiled and stroked his daughter's short hair tenderly.
"He's not a handkerchief, Hilda," Helga reminded her. "I don't understand how you can cry for an evil man "
"Someone has to!" Hilda sniffled. "He might have done a lot of bad things, but he was still human If we don't value his life, we're no better than he was and I don't think it's possible for anyone to be truly evil "
"How stupid " Helga mutt
Elle and Mias: Chapter 40"You summoned me?" Elias asked as he entered a large study where his younger sister sat scribbling notes at a desk.Elle and Mias: Chapter 40 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, kindly take a seat," Ia said without looking up from her work.
Elias casually approached the table and sat opposite of her.
"How are you enjoying your stay?" She asked, her eyes and hand still concentrated on writing.
"In all honesty I wish you would have kept me in prison," Elias groaned.
Ia chuckled, "Is that so?"
"What is this about? Surely you didn't summon me simply to exchange pleasantries."
"And why not? I've been so preoccupied with my duties that I haven't been able to visit you. Is it so rare for you to be suspect of your family?"
"When it's the Dormaeus family, yes," he responded coldly. "If this is just frivolous conversation, I shall take my leave."
As he stood to leave Ia smacked him back into his seat with her quill. "Sit. You have no matters here that acquire your attention so you will remain in my presence until I dismiss you. Or are you eager to re
Elle and Mias: Chapter 39The click of Elias' boots resounded through the halls, followed by the echoing chip of talons against the stone floor. He quickened his pace in hopes of putting some distance between him and his follower, but alas the friendly horror remained on his tail. His tolerance for annoyance finally reached its boiling point. He whirled and shouted, "Must you follow me?!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 39 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hilda smiled, "Yes. Lady Ia isn't as naïve as you think she is. You get one chance. If you betray her trust, you'll be thrown back into prison and left to rot. So be a good boy Eli, okay?"
Elias cringed at the affectionate and disgusting nickname she bestowed upon him. "I'm finding it a bit difficult to stay in good spirits with your constant irritating presence."
"You don't like me, do you?" She asked, a smile still on her face.
"You're a feather headed, bird brained, molting mess of stupidity plagued with annoyance and irritation that supersedes a rash!" He shouted.
She giggled, "Eli, you sound like my sister."
Elle and Mias: Chapter 36Elle quickly acclimated herself to the white marble halls that gave her hospitality. The first time she stepped outside, she beheld the crystallized palace cut into the mountain side. It glistened despite the clouded skies and the low light from the deceitful sun that provided no warmth at all and kept the castle's frozen form.Elle and Mias: Chapter 36 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Is it made out of ice?" Elle asked as she followed Fionos and Hilda into the forest of tall trees beyond the mountain where the castle stood.
"It only looks that way," Hilda said. "During the summer months the layers of ice melt away and you'll see it's all white marble. Of course our summers are so very brief that by the time everything melts, it's snowing again."
"The royal family of Noric tends to build into the mountains because it's easy to camouflage, and the Aquila need to roost at high elevations," Fionos explained.
"Wouldn't eggs freeze at higher elevations?" Elle asked ignorantly.
"You're birds, so you lay eggs, right?"
Hilda burst into l
Elle and Mias: Chapter 51No being is completely impervious to outside forces. Everyone, whether they accept or deny it, has a weakness. To survive that weakness must be guarded diligently; so it has been since life began once upon a time.Elle and Mias: Chapter 51 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Captain of the Guard, Helga, kept secrets hidden under lies and armor, with no intention to expose or have them exploited. Her inner security, however, was not guarded against the likes of black magic. All it took was a bit of casually observed information for the spell to worm itself inside her mind could pry open her soul like a book, giving Elias all he'd need to manipulate her buried darkness.
The information: two almost invisible scars present across the sides of Hilda's wrists. Once hidden my feathers, their contrast with her flesh told him quite a tale that fit in with why the Aquila wasn't as strong as the others. She'd been damaged long before he took his blade to her.
"You okay?" Abernos asked. He'd recently glanced down at Hilda and found the tiny bird woman lookin
Elle and Mias: Chapter 43The cold dawn was ushered in by a strong northern wind echoing through the frozen mountains. Its howl rattled the windows of Fionos' bedchamber where the young Stag had convinced Elle to stay for the night. The sound of the approaching blizzard stirred Elle from her sleep and she slowly turned her head to the window. It was snowing, not really a surprising weather event given the region, but the size of the flakes made it look like someone had torn open a bag of white feathers.Elle and Mias: Chapter 43 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She yawned and pulled herself upright. She sat for a few moments as her eyes and mind came into focus. She remembered locking Elias in him room and informing one of the guards of the situation before heading to Fionos' room. Poor thing didn't have any more tears to shed, so he just sought comfort in her arms until he fell asleep. Elle didn't have the heart to leave him and so she stayed with him to make sure he'd be alright.
She looked down at the sleeping fawn and smoothed back the hair on his head.
Elle and Mias: Chapter 35Noric: the lonely north land filled with mountains and snow was where Elle found herself when she woke up. Her rescuer was no where to be seen, but the friendly warmth of a strong fire and soft fur greeted her in the most welcoming of ways. She was tired, her body not used to the thinner air and thus slept until she could adapt.Elle and Mias: Chapter 35 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Nn !" She stretched herself out and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. As her vision cleared, she noticed one of the furs was brushing up against her leg like it had a mind of its own.
She threw the covers back to discover a young white furred stag curled up in a ball against her legs. His ears were twitching as he slept and he had the tip of his thumb in his mouth, all very cute of course, but disturbing none the less to Elle when she discovered she had a bed partner.
"EEE!!" She shrieked.
The fawn jumped from his sleep, his gray eyes wide open, and screamed along with Elle.
"Wh-Wh-What are you doing?!" Elle clutched the covers up around her.
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"What do you mean Fungus is taken care of?" the chameleon monster asked in a rather annoyed fashion.
After waking up from his long sleep, Randall checked the clock and realized he slept in too much. He definitely took advantage of all that relaxation in one night. He rushed to the company after that as fast as he could. When he arrived, he met up with Sullivan again, which was then he realized that he was the new CEO of the company. He figured that the fur rug had a better life after he was tossed away, but he never guessed that he would be the big guy. And here he was, wanting to work for him. He then remembered what he said to Wazowski the last time he was here; "Even the great James P. Sullivan is gonna be working for ME." He felt a slight pang of guilt when he approached his new boss just remembering that remark.
But when they were in Sullivan's office, Randall was left aghast when he was told that his partner, Fungus, was on his ow
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It was Saturday, the day after Randall's huge argument with Vanessa and he never felt so bad in his entire life. He destroyed her heart in the sickest way possible, and he felt there was no way he could redeem himself for it. It wasn't like the mistake he made before. What he did was personal, and he truly regretted it more than anything.
Randall sat on his small table in his apartment, drinking out of his third cup of coffee. He was aching all over from a sleepless night, thinking about what Vanessa was doing at the moment. She was probably clinging to her photo now, emotionally broken, depressed and heart shattered to millions of shards like the glass of her frame the day before. She was probably thinking about how much she hated him now.
"I am such an idiot..." he mumbled to himself, carefully caressing his scar below his eye, now throbbing a bit.
He needed advice. He just couldn't let what happened pass like nothing. He had to
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"How do you feel this morning, Randy?" Vanessie greeted this morning. She was early to work again, and Randall, too, came at the same time as yesterday, just a few minutes later than her. The laugh floor occupied two other assistants as well, minding their own business.
"I feel a bit tense," Randall said honestly with a half-grin. "But I think I can do this."
"Great. I know it's early, but I wish you luck." Vanessie winked.
"Thanks. I need all the encouragement I can get."
Randall took a chair and sat next to Vanessie. He noticed when he came in that she was working on something, but looking at her now, she wasn't doing any paperwork. He loomed his head over enough to not have her notice and cocked his head to the side to get an even better look.
Vanessie was drawing something. It looked interesting, but he could not make it out.
"Enjoy what you see?" he heard Vanessie say.
Randall leaned back to his chair and asked, "How did you
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What a horrible day, Vanessa thought as she's sat on her couch to rest a bit before her next job. First, she got paired with a used-to-be criminal and now she got a notice on her apartment that she has to pay for her rent very soon or else she would be evicted. Is there possibly anything else to make the day worse?
She brought her hand to her forehead to try to ease her consciousness, closing her eyes to clear the worry, which she knew would come back anyway to haunt her later. She peered over to her small table next to her and saw a picture frame. She picked it up and stared at it in front of her.
It was of her and her parents. She missed them dearly. Her father was a reptilian monster and her mother was Nessie herself. She mostly had her mother's porpoise features and her personality, but she loved both her parents all the same. But they disappeared when she was very young. Her mother was first.
There was word that she was banis
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"Hey, Vanessie," Randall greeted when he reached his partner's desk in the Laugh Floor.
"Oh, hey." Vanessie said, looking up at him from her paperwork, smiling. "How are you?"
He could say then that her smile made his morning, making him smile a bit, too. "I'm good actually, thanks."
"That's good." Vanessie grinned. "It's a bit early. Sit by me for a while and we'll talk tactics."
Randall set his coffee on her desk, took a chair from another desk, sat on it, and asked Vanessie, "So how was your weekend?"
"Heh," she chuckled. "Boring like every weekend. Yours?"
"Pretty relaxing. I took walks here and there," he said. He did start taking walks, wanting to maintain a healthy lifestyle along with his new determined attitude he hopes to get better. "Drank more coffee."
"I see you're very close to coffee." Vanessie grinned.
Randall glared at his cup he set down and snorted. "Can't live without it."
"And... I was kind of want
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During the week, Randall enjoyed himself making kids laugh. He came up with ways to amuse the kids by taking advantage of his color-changing ability and before he came to work, he practiced and rehearsed his abilities by changing his colors and patterns every morning. During that week, Vanessie even helped him by letting him borrow an art book her mother gave her when she was younger of abstract paintings and unique designs for his talent.
He took note of the kids' rooms to determine their personality like how Vanessie helped him with Katie. Here and there, he stayed longer with a child to relate to them, and give them advice not to turn out how he used to be. Each time he was done with a kid, he felt a sense of pride, in good sense, and acceptance despite his look and past. Even though the kids didn't know that, it was for the best for them to know him now, not then.
He even became more known in the company by the staff, but he m
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It was a beautiful morning in Monstropolis; the birds were singing, the flowers turned with open petals facing the sun. Everything seemed all in place and at peace. Happy monsters were greeting each other with glee as if everyone knew each other all their lives. Not a single thing was out of place, except Randall Boggs.
See, he returned to the Monster World a few weeks ago, suffering from a deep gash close to his eye that was wasn’t much cared for and skin irritated from living in the bayou for so long. He had to adapt to the Human World by scavenging for food and shelter, often taken away by predators like alligators and some birds of prey, suffering even more minor injuries from the fights he had with those animals in desperation.
It was as if the world was after him, or at least he thought that. But during that whole time, he was planning a way to go back home to get revenge on the fur rug and his one eyed friend. But fail
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The last few hours were the worst of Vanessa's life. She had to go through Randall's cold remarks and loathing commands; hauling this there, punching this, confirming that, organizing this, programming that. It was so much that she tried to take notes, but that irritated Randall because it meant that it took longer for the lessons to be done and he wanted to get things over with this girl.
When at first Randall thought that he would be a shy but nice girl, he saw the reality that she was just a grouchy and messed up lass. Just like he was. But she's getting what she deserves, he thought. I tried to be kind to her. I tried to reason with her. Heck, I tried to bond with her. But would she cooperate with it? Nope. She didn't give a crap about whether he wanted to help her out or not. So then he won't give a crap about how she feels about his scolding. He won't at all. She's getting what she deserves.
But something surprised Randall whe
Spamano One-Shot“God dammit Spain!” I yelled my hazel-green eyes wide with fear as the blade of his ax lodged into the wall next to my head. He hated it and I knew that, the way his grass green eyes suddenly lost the insane glint and filled with utter sadness and regret told me I struck a nerve by saying just that one word.Spamano One-Shot in Drama More Like This
Time stood still before the Spanish Nation hovering over me said anything. “What.” He said barely above a whisper, his hands tightening around the hilt of the ax as he stared down at me. My heart was pounding in my chest as I glanced cautiously at the ax still lodged into the wall. I was at a loss for words as I tried to keep my breathing under control, how had this gotten to this point? I asked myself and could only stare at the intense gaze that bored into mine.
It had all started off when I slipped up and used his Nation name rather than his human one, but he wouldn’t listen to me until I had. He came home upset about his brother and some fist fight
Perfect Way to End the DayIt was a warm evening as Lovino watched the sun slowly start to set over the balcony and garden. He walked out of the house, a red and yellow jersey over his slim frame; stopping a little before the ends of his black boxers. The name on the back of the jersey spelled out Fernandez Carriedo across the shoulders and a black number 8 on the front and back of the jersey. The Italian Nation hummed a song to himself and sat down on the couch, his legs curled under himself as he rested his elbows on the concrete railing around the curved area.Perfect Way to End the Day in General Fiction More Like This
The setting sun casted shadows across the Italian as he started to doze off, the sun making his brunette hair look lighter, and the light tan he had gained from being outside look darker. The shirt sagged a little when he shifted to stretch out one of his legs and the back folded more to the curve of his back as one sleeve slipped off one of his shoulders. A light breeze rolled off the large garden and made his hair shift around its haphazard way of lyi
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On the outside I smile.
I pretend to give a shit.
While inside I crave to be Me.
I want to show everyone who I want to be.
Who I really think I am.
A tom-boy who has manners?
A hardcore gamer?
D. All of the above?
I say that.
I want that.
It isn't Me though...
It isn't really Me.
I am not like anyone else.
I don't know who I am.
I don't know what I am.
I don't know...
What am I?
Who am I?
Do I want this or that?
Do I care?
Should I care?
Should it be this way?
Should it be that way?
If I like it is it okay?
What does make it okay?
Isn't it my life and my choice?
These are things I always ask myself.
These are questions I can't find answers for.
There are too many variables.
Too many exceptions.
I do know that I will fight for what I want.
I will do whatever I want in the end.
I'll get my way.
I always make it to first place.
No one can make me do anything.
No one can tie me down.
No one can break me.
Even if I do fall some day,
I'll go stron