What Family Means to Me part 6Part 6: MiraclesWhat Family Means to Me part 6 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Why is it that something bad seems to happen to us every other day?" Ian asked as he climbed into bed.
"You haven't been around as long as I have," Bugs told him.
"Don't worry, Ian," Lola said. "You've got me, and Bugs and Jack to protect you."
Ian smiled. "I'm so lucky."
Lola kissed him on the forehead. "We're the lucky ones."
"It's the feet," Bugs said with a smirk. He and Lola looked at each other and remembered that night
"Almost there, Mrs. Bunny," the doctor assured here.
"You said that two hours ago!" Lola said in between pants.
"Just keep going, Lo," Bugs said. "You can do it."
Lola knew she could do it. She just had to work through the pain, like in a basketball game. Just had to focus on the goal. She breathed and she pushed
And then "WAAAH!"
The sound, to her, was more beautiful than any game-ending buzzer, the relief and the joy greater than any trophy or medal than anyone could ever give her.
"It's a boy!" the docto
The Love in a Family part 2Part 2: EmergencyThe Love in a Family part 2 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Come on, Pauline," Pepe said. "Just a little bit farther "
"Dad I can't!" Pauline cried. "I can't do it!" And with that, she slipped and hit the floor.
Pepe laughed. "Looks like moi wins again!" he declared, getting to his feet and helping his daughter up.
Twister: putting people into questionable positions since 1966.
Penelope chuckled to herself and returned to her tea and novel. But after a second, the phone rang. Penelope answered it.
"Penelope? Is that you?" a familiar voice asked.
"Dad!" Penelope said. "How are you? I haven't heard from you in ages!"
"Oh, honey, hi," Penelope's father, Pierre, said. "Uh, I'm doing all right, but your mother isn't doing so well."
"She isn't?" Penelope asked. "What--?" There was a beep. "Hang on, I've got a call waiting."
She answered the other call. "Hello?"
"Penelope Pussycat?" a voice said. "This is the President of the United States"
"Get off the line, bub! I've got an important call!" Penelope shouted and hun
Tune Squad: Run A-MockTune Squad: Run A-MockTune Squad: Run A-Mock in Comedy More Like This
Quick note before we begin: this story features Athena Coyote, Wile E. and Road's daughter (Yay! ). I know she was just born in the last story: we'll say that takes place before the events of "Looney Halloween" and that Athena was maturing during the month of October.
Athena is now in the same age group as Ian, Piper, Pauline and Junior. She is a blue-gray coyote with blue eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. She actually does wear clothing, usually a purple blouse and short skirt. She has her father's intelligence and her mother's speed. More on her later.
For now, just enjoy an idea that I've had hanging around on the back of my mind for a while.
(OPENING: a blank background
(The off-screen artists move pencils and paintbrushes across the background, drawing in Toontown plaza at noon, with Jack's office in the foreground. Oddly, after drawing the door on the office, the artists erase the door.
(Camera moves up to the middle of the sky. The artists re
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Part 1: The News
Penelope was washing the dishes at her home while Pepe and Pauline went out to get some dessert. Her paws went through the motions, but her mind was somewhere else entirely.
"How will they take it?" she asked herself out loud, then took a breath. "I've been hiding it for too long. I've just got to tell them."
"Mama!" Pauline shouted, running through the door. "We got vanilla ice cream cake!"
"That's great, sweetie," Penelope said, greeting her husband with her usual kiss. "But before we get started, I have something I want to tell you." She sat down at the table. Pepe and Pauline followed suit.
"Last week, I was feeling a little ill, so I went to the doctor "
"You're not sick, are you?" Pepe asked, feeling her forehead.
"No, I'm not," Penelope said, taking his hand in both of hers. "In fact, I'm great." She paused, then spoke.
"I'm pregnant again."
There was a pause as Pepe and Pauline stared at her. Pepe broke into a wide smile. "You are?"
What Family Means to Me part 3Part 3: LifeWhat Family Means to Me part 3 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The next week, the couples came to my office so that Porky could help them rewrite their wills in light of the new kids, while I played with the kids downstairs.
"So, th-that's all?" Porky asked, looking up from his notes.
"Yes, I think that's everything," Penelope said, looking a little drained.
"Are you o-o-o all right?"
"Well, the little guys are due any day now," Penelope said. "He's taking a lot out of me," she added with a small smile.
Like true gentlemen, the Bugs, Sylvester and Pepe helped their wives down the stairs, with Tina and Daffy following. Porky brought up the rear.
The group had just reached the bottom of the stairs and turned on the light when
"SURPRISE!" The rest of the Tune Squad, along with the kids and myself had prepared a surprise baby shower for them. The couples jumped back in surprise, then burst out laughing. "You sneaky weasels!" Lola laughed, hugging Ian and me.
The party was soon in full swing, and we proceeded to show
Tune Squad: Unleashed part 7Part 7: Whose Season is it Anyway?Tune Squad: Unleashed part 7 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Elsewhere in the Toontown Forest, Lola and Bugs’ plan to ambush Benny had backfired.
“I’ll kill you!” Benny shouted, racing through the trees with Lola and Bugs right in front of him, firing wildly with his shotgun. Spotting a hole, Bugs and Lola dived into it. Benny raced up and pointed his shotgun down the hole, continuing to fire.
That is, until Bugs shoved a carrot into the barrel of the shotgun. When Benny hit the trigger again…BOOM!
Blackened and now disarmed, Benny snarled and walked away, thinking. “I can’t trick them out, so if I walk away, they may come out. But I’m no match for them hand-to-hand…maybe…”
Then he heard someone tramping through the wood. Hiding behind a tree, he spotted a hunter—a tall redheaded man with a thick beard—walking towards him, peering down the sights of a shotgun.
“Maybe I can get this shmuck to do my dirty work for me,” Be
A Desert Romance part 1A Desert RomanceA Desert Romance part 1 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Part 1: Surprise
"Another excellent episode, my friend," Wile E. said as he and Road exited the Warner Brother studios.
"(Half of it was you,)" Road answered.
"True, true," Wile E. said. He sighed and his face became serious. "Road, I think this is a good time for us to talk." The two of them walked behind one of the lots. Wile E. sat down.
"This this is difficult," he said.
"[What's so difficult about it?]" Road said. "[It couldn't be simpler.]"
"Well, I'm a coyote and you're a road runner," Wile E. said, looking away. "Besides, we're supposed to be enemies. If we come out with this I mean, what will our friends and fans think? I don't know"
Wile E.'s rambling was stopped by a sharp rap on the head. "[I don't CARE what other people will think!]" Road shouted, grabbing Wile E. by the shoulders.
There was a pause, then Wile E. took Road's hands in his own. "You're right," he said.
"We'll tell them tonight."
That night, the Tune Squad and I con
Second Amendment part 7Part 7: Life, Liberty, Pursuit of HappinessSecond Amendment part 7 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sunrise Hospital, 29 hours later...
Gretchen was fast asleep: she'd been sleeping for the past 6 hours. I didn't blame her: what she'd just been through would have tired anyone out. Even asleep, drenched in sweat, and dressed in a plain blue dress, she looked gorgeous.
But she wasn't the only gorgeous skunk in the room. The other one was wide awake, and I couldn't stop smiling at her.
Gretchen sighed softly and turned her head. I reached out and stroked her face with the back of my hand. She slowly woke up, her eyes fluttering. "Jack?" she said softly.
I kissed her sweaty forehead. "You did it, honey."
"I did?" Gretchen said.
"Yes, and you did great," I said.
"The baby?" Gretchen asked.
"She's absolutely fine."
"She?" That's when Gretchen finally saw the little bundle in my arms.
Wrapped in a pink blanket was a baby skunk. She looked like Gretchen: she even had two simi
Tune Squad: Unleashed part 8Part 8: And the Cat’s in the CastleTune Squad: Unleashed part 8 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Wook out, puddy tats, he’s wight behind you!” Tweety shouted from the air.
“We know!” Sylvester and Sylvia shouted simultaneously, ducking as a furious Pete Puma threw an axe at them. The threesome were racing away from Puma, who had outsmarted their attempt to trap him in Toontown’s Historic District (Sylvester sneezed and gave them away).
Now they were running away from Pete, headed for an old castle in the distance. “Tweety, slow him down!” Tweety flew down, started to fly in a circle, then flew straight at Pete’s face. POW! Pete flew backwards and hit a tree.
“The sky is falling…” he muttered, stars circling his head.
“Quick! That castle over there!” Sylvia shouted, pointing. She and Sylvester raced towards an old empty castle in the distance, Tweety flying after them. They dashed across the drawbridge and through the door, slamming it behind them as Pete
A Desert Romance part 6Part 7: The Road of LoveA Desert Romance part 6 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There's a calm surrender to the rush of day
When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away
An enchanted moment, and it sees me through
It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you
"Look at them," Ralph said to me the next night at the Toontown Club. He, Sam, and I were watching Wile E. and Road out on the dance floor. Both of them had eyes only for each other. "I never knew cousin Wile E. could dance."
"He told me he didn't, either," I said. "Funny I never thought of Wile E. as a romantic."
"It kind of runs in the family," Ralph said. "In a way, I envy him. He found the right girl."
At that moment, a she-wolf in a red dress walked up to our table. "Laura!" Ralph said, smiling.
Whack! The she-wolf slapped Ralph in the face and walked away. "I don't think I deserved that," he said. Sam and I both snorted into our drinks.
Another she-wolf walked up, this one with white fur and a green dress. "Emma," Ralph smiled at her.
When He Raped HerThe moon hung high over head, and it's white light poured into dirtied alley.When He Raped Her in Emotional More Like This
A scene so awful, and so disgusting occurred against the concrete wall.
A woman shrunk, defenseless, against the uncontrollable urges of a hungry man.
She thrashed like a wild, and howled into the wind, just begging, just pleading for him to stop.
But he didn't, and he pounded into her like a rabbit in heat. Not stopping, nor caring about the life he was ruining.
Her mascara pooled down her flushed cheeks, and dripped into the growing puddle of blood that grew on the concrete, topped with other bodily fluids.
Afterward, He left, and she remained.
Those blue, bright eyes remained in her mind. Those eyes she wanted like a drug, those eyes she could never had.
That man ruined her life just as much as she ruined his. She told this to the police, the bit about her being raped. She looked the part, wounded and emotional, she played it well. Too well.
Because of the rain that had fallen after the rape, the evidence
The Silent OnesIf I told you of the silent ones,The Silent Ones in Free Verse More Like This
you'd laugh at me,
and call my words puns.
You wouldn't believe them, because of who they are,
or what they are,
you'd think they're as rare as shooting stars.
But I'm prepared for the backlash as I begin to say,
the silent ones are the humans you see,
Boys are the silent ones, first and foremost,
as their feelings are disregarded,
in society, the most.
Then there's the suffering, who whirl in depression,
consider mentally ill patients,
and their violent regression.
Next are the bullied, for they're like gum on shoes,
to many suicides,
are making the news.
Consider the victims who run around confused,
who despite their ordeals,
have no sides to chose.
And we have babies who are killed before birth,
whose lives are stolen from them,
before they come to earth.
Some are unwanted, and some are just wrong,
because who wants a disabled child or a girl,
they're as unsightly as frogs.
We have the people who try to do right,
but who are usually tramp
She Turned Him DownHis body crawled to her like a sick dog to meat,She Turned Him Down in Free Verse More Like This
his eyes picking at her, dissecting her with every
Watching the steady rise of her exposed chest,
watching the way the sound waves from her throat,
moved her curvy breast.
And he could almost just taste her kindness,
though her two piece suit,
screamed “Her Highness”.
Maybe he could get away from this humiliation,
because the sin he was to commit now,
went against his morals, and to no one he would mention.
And the words flew out of his mouth like water,
and suddenly the bruises and cuts on his body,
stung harder and harder.
Because he could process the look of disgust on her face,
and before he could stop himself,
the door to freedom slammed in his face.
“No,” she had said, like a queen among beggars,
“Go to a homeless house” she continued,
“This is only a woman's shelter”.
He stood there as crystal of snows fell atop of his head,
and despite the cheeriness of Christmas around
To the Feminist from the Battered ManIt would be so easy to wear my emotions on my sleeves, to wear my pain on my skin and display my feeling publicly for all to see like a newly painted canvass in public museum.To the Feminist from the Battered Man in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I would think of their hands roaming my body, their words of hate and cruelty piercing my soul and their fist cracking my bones, I’d love it if I could just break down, tremble with tears and erupted into sobs.
Exactly like a …like a girl.
Don’t get me wrong ladies; you’re not all like this. I’ve seen you too when you’re corned, when you want only what you deserve…Justice. So you blame me for what another man did to you , besides, what one man does amplifies what we all do, does it not?
According to your standards it does.
So if I cry and scream, will you think differently of me? Will you think for just a second, that I’m human too? Will you finally believe me when I say that I’m not the man that hit you, not the man that raped your or beat you, not the
Being Cis Isn't EasyBeing Cis is EasyBeing Cis Isn't Easy in Free Verse More Like This
So I suppose that when I was kicked out last night,
for being gay,
that my pain meant nothing,
because let’s face it, i'm cis, anyway.
I think that the marks on my wrist are just ketchup stains,
because i'm cis, so I can't bleed,
Did you know, I'm invincible to pain?
Racism isn't a thing if you're a cisgendered male,
be you black, white or whatever,
you can't experience racism, so why even tell?
Misandry nor misogyny exist of your cis,
so girls and boys, let's stop this confusion,
let's just do away with this.
Depression, huh! Do you mean a cry for attention?
Because if you're cis and experiencing this,
don't bother mentioning it.
And you can't be bullied, you cis scum!
So stop telling us that you are,
because we know you're just making it up.
A broken family, bitch please!
Everyone knows that
cisgendered brats have everything.
Call me stingy, but I ask one thing,
I beg of you to keep the
label “cis” away from me.
Because you love to put us al
Where Was FeminismWhere was feminism, when it was needed the most?Where Was Feminism in Free Verse More Like This
When its equality could have served as an angelic host?
Where has it's “message” gone, and who has it saved?
Besides women, has it left others in their early graves?
I looked for it when children clawed at my feet,
hungry and sickly, they looked at me for meat.
I searched high and low when I passed through asylums,
and I half expected feminist to be campaigning beside them.
But to my dismay I figured they were all at Planned Parenthood,
as the state of children or mentally ill had nothing to do with their womanhood.
So alas, I looked for feminism when I found a battered man,
who'd been beat by his wife, and ignored like a piece of rotten ham.
“Go to the shelter, it's just up the street,”
“It's only for women,” Sadly, said he.
Today was veterans day, thus I searched for feminist support,
yet I'm sure they were advocating for some unrightful divorce.
I wondered where it was in 3rd world country,
Canvass Dreamer: Dear Feminist, I'm not a MonsterCanvass Dreamer: Dear Feminist, I'm not a Monster in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm a boy, not a monster. It's almost plausible that me, a human being, be considered a monster, an inhuman creature who enjoys blood lust and violence for sport. That's not me, i'm the exact opposite. However, if you, Miss Feminist, can assume that I, a normal boy, a monster, than shall I assume the same for you?
No, I can't, because when I do, the entire world turns against me. Above me is a cloud, and the cloud is named “Society”. It whispers words into my ears, fills my head with such thick smoke that the substance absorbs into my brain. I'm blinded by your views and have been stricken mute by your ideals, by the fact that to you all, to women, to the world I'm a rapist by blood, a born killer. That I deserve to be walked over, trodden on, regarded as nothing but trash. And I believe this, as the cloud thickens and the smoke darkens, I believe everything you say.
Why? Because Society tells me so. You are society, Miss Feminist, the world will take your side.
The Typical FeministFeminism was never her thing. Women's rights were the least of her concern.The Typical Feminist in Short Stories More Like This
The world had wars to end, death tolls to lower, and problems to fix.
As far as she was concerned, feminism could wait.
Until that fateful day.
He came home late, staggering like a drunk pig. He tripped over his own two feet, and murmured unintelligent words.
His balance was off, and the wall served as his primary means of support.
Like the faithful sister she was, she rushed to his side, and helped him to his room. He struggled, and he told her to leave, told her that he didn't want her to aid him.
She didn't though, and ignored his protest.
Then he did something he'd never done before, something that was so uncharacteristic of him, that it shocked her to the bone.
He hit her.
But she helped.
He shoved her.
But she insisted.
During this time, thoughts surged through her head...
Why was he treating her like this? What did she do to warrant this behavior?
After what seemed like hours of endless pushing, shoving,
Playing the VictimHe lunges forward towards her , and she stands there, just smiling.Playing the Victim in Free Verse More Like This
Hit me, she taunts, and at this, his angry fist nearly goes flying.
Like a ferocious lion barring its fangs at a wolf adorned in lambs skin,
the bitch just bats her eyes, and plays the “victim”, behind her hair, a feral grin.
It's getting too dangerous, he's getting to strong,
he'll break free from my grasp, and do more than break her arm.
She flips dark hair like the wipers on a car, and it's darkness mirrors that of her hollow soul.
He's nearly out of my grasp now, this is going to far. We're digging ourselves into a black hole.
“Get away! You're not wanted here!” I scream so loudly,
I fear that blood leaks from my ear, but I've garnered my reaction proudly.
“Why should I have to go!” Her watery eyes shout at me,
“I'm the victim, he's trying to hurt me!”
“You manipulative bitch,” I think to myself loudly,
and as I yell another “Go
To Girls Who Love to blame Boys for Your Problems,Dear Girls,To Girls Who Love to blame Boys for Your Problems, in Letters More Like This
Please stop playing the victim.
Boys are not always the cause of your problems, chances are, you are. You just refuse to acknowledge it.
The more you blame them, the more bitter and spiteful you will become. Stop destroying yourself from the inside because you cannot take responsibility for the mess you've created.
Stop playing the victim. Get up and do something about it. Crying won't help, nor will hating the opposite sex.
If you're tired of being called a slut because you love breaking hearts, than stop sleeping around. If you're tired of being called a bitch, than stop treating boys like shit. If you're tired of being treated as an object, gain some self-esteem. If you're tired of starving yourself because of a break up, that's your problem. We told you to eat, but you won't listen. You only blame it one him, but who destroyed the relationship in the first place?
Whither away like the twig you are if it makes you feel better.
Problems are problems, they all have solutio
The great invasionChapter 2, Springfield periphery:The great invasion in General Fiction More Like This
End of 5th to 6th of July.
It was completely night.
The sky was dark now, the power plant was destroyed, and the city was completely immersed in the dark, many stars were shining in a humid and black sky, even the Milky Way was visible.
There was a conjunction between Jupiter and Mars, which were about to set.
The group was moving up to the Springfield outskirts, more precisely up to Mount Springfield.
The letters of the Springfield name were still untouched, creating a big contrast between them and the whole city, which was only a cluster of ruins.
Lisa looked at her phosphorescent watch, it was almost midnight.
After a moment she communicated to the group:-I think it's better if we stop here for the night, but it's only a discussible opinion of mine, so I'd propose this: when someone has something to say for the group, we'll vote.
For now I've a proposition: we are going to stay here for the night.
Who agrees with me can lift up his/her hand, plus if
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The weather was so sunny and hot, in that day of July, that going out of home was almost forbidden.
Light was dazzling and hotness suffocating.
Bart was in his room, wearing only his pants, playing Titanfall with his computer, his team was winning and he was first, with 60 points already, in the half of the game.
Playing, almost uninterruptedly, with this game for a month made him become a very good player.
Lisa was exercising with her saxophone and, as usual, all the others closed their room doors, because the girl was always annoying with her instrument.
It was the half of the morning, and Marge was advantaging with lunch, preparing it now, she wanted to be free for some minutes, later.
Marge will never be free as she wanted to do, in fact when she was about to finish cooking, she heard a roar coming from the road, and some other weird noises.
Bart and the others reached Marge, Homer asked first:- what the hell was that?!?-
Marge said an obviousness:- the only
Diary of a punishmentDay 0, April 27:Diary of a punishment in General Fiction More Like This
Hey guys, I wanted to write this story, because I wanted to tell you about my experience with the worst punishment a person can suffer.
Usually I didn't mind about punishments, my parents gave me an hell of them, I even can say that I spent my whole life being in kinds of punishments, seriously, but this, this was absolutely the worst, trust me.
And last, but not least, don't blame me if I make any grammar or orthography error, at the end you know me, one time I even made a mistake, writing "elementery" instead of elementary.
All this crazy story starts the 27th of April, while I was at school, and mrs Krabappel was teaching a Math lesson, I was looking out of the window, waiting, in vane, for an interesting event.
Milhouse, officially, was at home with a severe temperature, but in fact, he was at school, but not in the class, waiting for eleven o' clock, just like me.
We had something ready, that we projected for the last two days, and the only thing I hoped now was t
Simpsons' vacationLisa, excited, was counting some money, on her desk, about 2000$, and when finished, Lisa said:- wow, more than expected, we afford a vacation-.Simpsons' vacation in General Fiction More Like This
She raised up from her chair and ran downstairs, calling:- mom! Mom! I've finished counting money!-
Marge, who was folding some clothes, on the couch, said:- you've finished Lisa?
How much money do we have?-
Lisa showed up all the banknotes, saying:- we have about twenty hundred dollars.
Merging all our savings, to pay a family vacation was a good idea, a very good idea.-
Marge took the banknotes and said:- really? Perfect.
It's May and next month we will leave.
We all need a vacation here, thank you Lis.-
Lisa said:- no problem- and she went upstairs, and resumed doing her homework.
Some hours later
during dinner Marge said:- Lisa has counted money, we have 2000$ dollars, now you all propose a destination, first me, I'd like to go in Canada, especially Toronto-
Homer minimized with a nod and said:- Canada, puah, I'd rather go to hell.
A new lifeChapter 5, Merry Christmas!:A new life in General Fiction More Like This
It was past some months since when Lisa and Maggie first came to L.A.
In this period Lisa better knew Javier, and now he was her only friend.
In the meantime, especially thank to work, her exhibitions, and her ability to socialize, Maggie knew a lot of people.
The biggest difference between Lisa and Maggie is in how much they socialize, in fact Lisa, as we know, is a very introvert and sensible person, while Maggie usually likes knowing a lot of guys.
Maggie wasn't superficial, but her problem was that she could not stand being alone.
A Sunday of November, Lisa was wandering on the internet, when she saw a call from her mother.
Lisa answered, Marge said, in the video call, kilometers far from her daughter:- Lisa!
Why haven't you been calling for days?-
It's because I've been busy.
How's it going there?-
I called you, because I want to invite you and Maggie here, for Christmas.
Do you come?-
-I don't know mom.
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Lisa was cleaning up her room, while she was thinking:"God, I'm so tired today.
Luckily tomorrow it's Saturday and I'm free from school and work.
Wow things really change beyond years.
Time ago I would have never dared thinking to start working at age of 14, at least I do it for my family, especially for Maggie, and this stimulates me continuing, seeing 'em happy is priceless"
Thinking at this used to cause, usually, a mix of contrasting emotions in Lisa, just like in this occasion, very tiring.
When she finished making the bed, Lisa said, to herself:- finally, I've finished everything here, now.. It's about eight, within some time mom will call us for dinner-
Lisa picked up the phone to check the time, and saw a message from Patrick:"Lisa tomorrow, I'm free, what do you want to do?".
Lisa reflected a bit and answered:"I don't know".
She closed the message app and opened the music one, lately she was falling in love with rap and house music, a thing which surprised even her.
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Bart and Lisa were watching tv, when Marge came in the room and said:-are you still here? Go doing your homework, now!-
Lisa said:- but mom, now Krusty will air Itchy & Scratchy! Some minutes more, please!-
-yea mom, it's question of some minutes, I'm not asking you your entire life!-
Repeated Bart, but Marge said:-no deal, kids, you've been watching tv since when you came back home, one hour ago! You could think first at work, then at amusement, now go upstairs!-
Marge took the remote and turned off the tv, then pointed the stairs, Bart and Lisa learned down from the couch and went upstairs, with their heads down, Bart was saying with a low voice:-we asked only for some minutes more, sometimes I can't stand her-
Marge said:- watch your language and tell me the things in front of me, I heard you!-
Bart said:- sorry, mom!-.
Upstairs Bart was entering in his room while Lisa said:-Bart, Bart, wait a second I need some help from you, with my homework, how many things do you have g
A new lifeChapter 2, Maggie's job:A new life in General Fiction More Like This
Lisa opened the door, the house was little, in fact there was the atrium, on the left the kitchen, and the dining room, while on the right there was a bedroom and a toilet.
Only one bedroom, because Lisa and Maggie decided to sleep together, to save some money.
Maggie asked to her sister:- good, but how big is it, precisely?-
-55 square meters, nothing exceptional, but good for us, I imagine.
Now help me to bring inside all this stuff, I can't do it alone, they are too many-
-all right, sis-
Said Maggie, so the sisters took the luggage, and started placing it, in the house, but only after some minutes Lisa literally dipped on the bed, tired.
She said:-wow this is comfortable, take a look, Maggie-
-if you want me taking a look, don't break it.
If you wanna dip, there's the swimming pool-
By the way, I'm continuing tomorrow, I'm exhaust now, but if you want to do your part, well, do it-
-roger that- said Maggie.
She preferred leaving work, so she lie
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Chapter 4, back to music:
It was Sunday.
Lisa and Maggie slept until about eleven, the first because of the bore she had at work and at home, she past the night alone, and the second because of a tiring Saturday, where she worked until about two am of Sunday.
When they were having a brunch, Lisa said:- you know Maggie?
Yesterday, at work, I knew a guy who seems pretty nice, he has also left me this-
-a business card?-
He said that if I wanted to call him again, I can use this-
-how is he? Don't miss any detail-
-for the few minutes of conversation we had, he seemed one of the smartest person I've ever met.-
Maggie, winking, replied:-is he free? You should seize the moment!-
-oh come on! I don't want that kind of relationship!
I only want to know some other people I can talk to-
-if you say so.
You know that I would seize the first guy I have available!
I'll use an Italian expression that Angelo has taught me: chi ha il pane non ha i denti.
It means, more or less, that
Lisa learns skateboardingIt was Bart's 12th birthday when Lisa, finally, tried to go on Bart's skateboard, but when she got on it and she tried to run, she fell and injured her knee.Lisa learns skateboarding in General Fiction More Like This
Bart, was getting his birthday present, it was about 300$, in a bindle when he heard her sister doing a li'l shout for the pain and the surprise, so he went out and he found his sister on the ground next to his skateboard:- what are you doing out here, Lis?-
-nothing Bart, it's just that I wanted to try your skateboard, I really like seeing you using it-
-are you serious, Lisa? I always thought that you hated these things-
-nope, Bart! I hate your jokes but I like skateboarding, and I like seeing you doing this. Every time I saw you, I thought: it should be wonderful, someday I'll try it-
-so you tried it, oh Lisa, finally you did a stupid thing! You can't do that when you want, and you cannot learn it alone, in a few seconds, I'll teach you how to do this, but not today, today I gotta get out with Milhouse-
-oh all right, d
Policy of Truth Ch. 3Policy of Truth Ch. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He's not evil on the outside, just deep down in his soul.
Just after 11:00 am
Dib felt kind of overwhelmed by all the new aliens, and he'd only seen two dozen of the 630 experiments so far. He needed to focus on one alien at a time to keep his head from spinning too fast. Dr. Jookiba, who had created all the genetic experiments and collaborated with Irkens, was the obvious one to watch.
Lilo, though Dib wasn't sure what to make of her. She was nice. And not in a creepy way like Keef. Lilo actually listened to him, and she liked monster movies and mummies. She and Stitch had even fought an evil alien, although Gantu sounded dumber than Zim. But Lilo still seemed too trusting. What if Jumba was biding his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to Well, Dib had no idea what the alien would do, but there was a good chance it would result in a wave of doom, or an explosion that would end life as he knew it, or any of his father's other cataclysmic prediction
Policy of Truth Ch. 4Policy of Truth Ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
About five in the evening
Outside the Membrane/Putchel house
Jumba and Pleakley filled Lilo in on everything that happened with Dib, and so Lilo decided to return to his house for damage control. She persuaded Stitch to stay home without much difficulty, since her pretext for going to Dib's house was to help unpack. Stitch behaved much better than he used to, but he still got bored easily, and Lilo didn't want him to make a mess or chew on left shoes. She didn't want to unpack either, but she remembered the advice Nani had given her when she was little: if you want friends, you have to be a good friend.
A few seconds after Lilo rang the doorbell, she glimpsed Dib's face in the window. Then he opened the door, looking rather surprised.
"Hey Lilo. What are you doing here?"
Lilo smiled, and now that there were no aliens around to distract Dib, he noticed how pretty she was, with her dark almond shaped eyes and sleek hair.
"I thought you guys could use some help unpacking," s
Policy of Truth ch. 6Policy of Truth ch. 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Inside the Kaua'i Airport
"…Yin and Yang had a baby too. She's really cute," said Lilo, pulling Stitch away from a cellphone kiosk as they walked through the airport.
"Uh-huh," grunted Reuben from behind the shopping bags he was carrying.
"But not as cute as Gigi," added Mertle.
Lilo rolled her eyes. Mertle always made everything about herself and her "dog."
"Gigi's not cute, she has a mustache for Pete's sake," said Reuben with a snort.
Mertle straightened her back and clenched her fists. "At least she looks normal."
"You emphasized the wrong word, kid. She looks normal."
Lilo and Stitch laughed at this. Dib chuckled too, although he didn't fully understand what made it funny.
"What, are you saying Mertle's dog isn't normal?" asked Dib.
"Oh, didn't they tell you? I bet Mertle doesn't want ya to know."
"Well - Stop lookin' at me like that, Mertle. Nosy woulda told him sooner or later. Anyhow, Gigi is actually experiment 007."
In Defense of The Lion King 1.5The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride is mostly beloved by fans of the original Lion King, even though everyone agrees that it's far from perfect.In Defense of The Lion King 1.5 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
But there is no consensus on The Lion King 1 ½. Some fans like it, but it seems like more fans would rather pretend it doesn't exist. It certainly doesn't get much attention here on DA in the Lion King Fan Club. In the Nostalgia Chick's recent top 5 list of "least awful" Disney sequels, she mentioned TLK 1.5 only to contrast it to TLK 2. She didn't like it because it "***** all over the original." Then she went on to praise Cinderella III for being self-aware.
But TLK 1.5 is the most self-aware Disney movie ever made. It's satire, so the entire point is to rip apart the original. It gives TLK the Mystery Science Theater 3000 treatment, and there's nothing wrong with that. Some commenters have called TLK 1.5 the Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead to TLK's Hamlet. I haven't seen Rosencrantz and Guildenste
25 Words of Lilo and Dib25 Words of Lilo and Dib in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lilo glared at Dib on the monitor. “How could you run off without saying goodbye? Without even leaving a note?”
Dib didn’t have the grace to look guilty. Instead he looked surprised and bemused.
“I didn’t think you’d care.”
“What?” shrieked Lilo. “Of course I care, you idiot! I love you!”
“Is it true that you and Lilo are dating?” asked Nosy. “’Cause French Fry said that you two are always eating shave ice together, and Gigi said-”
“Look,” interrupted Dib, “I’ve run out of money to bribe you to shut up, but can you please shut up anyway?”
“Here.” Lilo handed Dib a tube of sunscreen. “Don’t forget it next time. It hurts me to look at you.”
Dib knew he should feel sorry for making Lilo worry, but all he felt was joy.
Lilo said she loved him.
Policy of Truth Ch. 5Policy of Truth Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Reuben waddled around the terminal, poking his head in different shops. He'd gotten some time off from his service in the Federation Military, and he was eager to visit the Pelekais and his cousins Well, the ones capable of speech, at least. Especially Bonnie.
Pleakley had told him Lilo and Stitch were shopping at the airport with friends, but he couldn't say which store. Reuben thought that Nani should let Lilo get a mobile phone. It wasn't so bad to just wander around the old place, though. The airport had a quaint, homey charm, not to mention Joe's Subs.
Reuben's vision was sharper than he let on, so it wasn't too long before he spotted something bright blue in a little sunglasses store. It was Stitch in his Kenny disguise: bleach blond wig and orange shirt and shorts. Lilo was next to him in her red sun dress. Reuben strolled over to them, munching on his turkey sub. They were turning the racks of sunglasses and didn't notice him un
Policy of Truth Ch. 13Policy of Truth Ch. 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Quarter till eleven
Jumba and Pleakley's Bed-but-not-breakfast
When Cobra arrived at the Bed-but-not-breakfast, Zim's eyes grew wide. He covered his antennae with his claws. Then he lowered his hands and slid open a panel on his right glove, revealing a red button.
Cobra raised his eyebrow. "No need for that. I'm not going to torture you. I'm going to have Reuben transport you back to Irk."
"Wait, what?" Reuben's head twitched as if shaking off fatigue.
"Someone has to take Zim back to Irk and deliver the message to the Tallest that Earth is under the protection of the Galactic Federation. We can't trust him to go back by himself."
"No!" said Zim. "The Tallest will think I failed!"
"Not Zim's fault," said Stitch.
"Stitch is right," said Jumba with a nod. "It would seem that the Tallest made mistake."
"But..." Zim's brow furrowed. "But the Tallest don't make mistakes...But I couldn't have failed..."
"Look, Cobra, normally I'd love ta travel for weeks and weeks with a loud-mouth I
Policy of Truth Ch. 8Policy of Truth Ch. 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I am sure your latest variety of toast is every bit as…interesting as the other twenty-three, but have you considered developing serum that can be absorbed directly into skin?” Jumba was beginning to understand why Dib seemed to dislike his father. The man was obsessed with crispy slices of bread to the point that he was reluctant to pursue other interests.
Membrane put his hand on his collar. “An intriguing concept. But how would it block nuclear radiation?”
“Do you not already have other materials for that?” asked Jumba, throwing his hands in the air.
“Yes, but Super Toast is the only radiation shield that’s also biodegradable!”
Fortunately, Jumba’s phone rang at that moment, rescuing him from the inane conversation.
It was Stitch.
“I need to take this call.” He turned off the speaker and held it up to his ear.
“Bonnie - Clyde - robbed store.&
Policy of Truth Ch. 11Policy of Truth Ch. 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You have to go to school, Lilo.”
“But the ship-“
“The adults will handle it,” Nani said firmly.
Lilo met Stitch’s dark eyes. They both knew that the creature they had heard that night probably had something to do with the ship’s disappearance. But if they told any of the others what they’d heard, they’d have to explain why they were in the grounded vessel.
Nani nodded to Stitch, oblivious to his dilemma. “And Stitch, and any cousin that wants to help.” Nani shoved Lilo’s backpack into her arms and shooed her out the door. “Have fun at school. Learn a lot.”
“Fine,” grumbled Lilo, seeing she had no choice. “Good luck you guys,” she added, before Nani closed the door. Sighing, Lilo descended the porch stairs and crossed the empty lawn. She inspected the barren patch for a few minutes, searching for c
Policy of Truth Ch. 12Policy of Truth Ch. 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Waimea Canyon, Kauai
"I'm not s'posed to tell you that the ship is that way." The disguised robot pointed his branchy arm over the next hill, where the trees started to thin and the soil was rockier.
Still carrying the little robot, Stitch started to walk up the hill, but Reuben grabbed his shoulder. "Wait a minute, he could be leading us inta a trap."
Stitch stopped and stared at the robot. He didn't look intelligent or hi-tech, but maybe that in itself was a trick. On the other hand, he seemed really random, and only mentioned the ship after Reuben brought it up.
"We have to take chance," said Stitch. "Have to find ship."
"Okay, but we gotta be smart about it. And we gotta figure out what ta do with that robot."
Stitch set the robot on the ground. "Robot, you have name?"
The robot snapped his plush branch upward in an awkward salute. His eyes turned red and his voice deepened. "GIR, reporting for duty." His eyes turned back to cyan. "Wait, you're not my master! Mas
SithVamp Reviews: Beauty and the BeastSithVamp Reviews: Beauty and the Beast in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome to another episode of SithVamp Reviews.
After last time’s little treatment of “What the F***???!!!”, I decided to soothe my mind by reviewing a few Disney movies. That oughta clear my head of all those horrendous images. The first Disney movie I’ll review is one of the shiniest jewels ever to come out of Walt Disney’s Treasure Chest of Animation; the one where a lovely girl soothed a monster with her love. I’m talking of course, about Beauty and the Beast.
Ah, Beauty and the Beast; one of the best movies ever to come out of Walt Disney Studios in the 1990s, not to mention, one of the greatest animated movies of all time. This movie is so charming, that… You know what? I’m not gonna waste my time with this intro, let’s just get this review over with!
Beauty and the Beast came out in 1991. The movie opens with a series on stained glass windows which shows the backstory of our male lead, the Beast: the narrator tells us that t
SithVamp Reviews: How the Grinch Stole ChristmasSithVamp Reviews: How the Grinch Stole Christmas in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Greetings, fellow Deviants, I have some news,
This is another episode of SithVamp Reviews.
So listen closely and don't move an inch,
For I'll review the 60s cartoon about the Grinch.
How the Grinch Stole Christmas, to give you some clues,
Was based on the book by one Dr. Seuss.
And, to make things even better, the director
Of this film is Chuck Jones, a Looney Tunes animator.
1966 was the year this movie was made,
A year, when an era of the Beatles began to fade.
The narrator, to make shivers run down your spine,
Is Boris Karloff, who played the Mummy and Frankenstein.
The movie starts with a group of people, whose
name is quite simple: they are the Whos.
We see them singing songs and decorating a tree,
they're preparing for Christmas with happiness and glee.
The Whos all feel joyous and happy,
There's only one person, who feels sour and crappy,
He watches it angrily, all this Holiday minge-binge,
It's the title character: known as the Grinch!
The Grinch hates Christmas, it's driving h
Joe's Wheelchairman's Creed (Full Version)Joe's Wheelchairman's Creed (Full Version) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is my Wheelchair! There are many like it, but this one is mine!
My Wheelchair is my best friend! It is my life! I must master it as I must master my life!
Without me, my Wheelchair is useless! Without my Wheelchair, I am useless!
I must drive my Wheelchair true! I must drive faster than my enemy, who is trying to run over me! I must hit him before he hits me! I will!
Before God, I swear this creed! My Wheelchair and I are defenders of my country! We are the Masters of our enemy! We are the saviors of my life!
So be it! Until there is no enemy! But peace!
SithVamp Reviews: Mad Monster PartySithVamp Reviews: Mad Monster Party in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome back to the SithVamp October SpecDracular! I love stop-motion animation. It’s a pity we hardly see any movies anymore in that style of animation. It’s a dying art. And when it comes to stop-motion animation, people can think of any of the following three things: Robot Chicken, Tim Burton or Rankin-Bass. Let’s talk about the latter today: Rankin-Bass Productions was a stop-motion animation studio founded by Arthur Rankin Jr. and Jules Bass. This studio is most well-known for its Christmas specials, like Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman and a Year Without Santa Claus, and the first Thundercats series. Most of Rankin-Bass’ Christmas specials were made in stop-motion animation, so was the movie I’m going to review today: it’s a Rankin-Bass Halloween, yes, you heard me: Halloween stop-motion special, simply known as: Mad Monster Party!!!
Mad Monster Party came out in 1967. The movie opens in the castle of Baron Boris von Frankens
Super Strong Warner Siblings full theme songSuper Strong Warner Siblings full theme song in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They've got a hilarious show you have never seen before
They've got the ability to make you laugh and laugh some more
No one could ever take them down,
The humor lies on their side!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, hey hey, Super Sibs!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, let humor live!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, laughter to the max!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, Animaniacs!!!
They know the fate of fun is lying in their hands,
They know to only use their gadgets for the best!
No one could ever take them down,
The humor lies on their side!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, hey hey, Super Sibs!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, let humor live!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, laughter to the max!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, Animaniacs!!!
They hope that they're gonna make everyone laugh a lot,
They are the Warner Siblings: Yakko, Wakko and Dot!
No one could ever take them down,
The humor lies on their side!
Super Strong Warner Siblings, hey hey, Super Sibs!
Super Strong Warner Si
My Thoughts on Mummies AliveMy Thoughts on Mummies Alive in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I came across this animated series from the late 90s. The story of this show is about four Mummies with Superpowers: Ja-Kal, Rath, Armon and Nefertina, who protect an annoying kid called Presley from an evil Mummy: Scarab. The Mummies protect Presley, because he is an Egyptian Prince reincarnated. What do I think of this show? Finally there's a show where the Mummies are NOT the villains. It's pretty good.
Favorite character: Nefertina, Armon
Most hated character: Presley. Sorry, but he is REALLY annoying!
Maybe I'll draw some Mummies Alive fanart in the future...
Halloween Cometh to Denbourne lyricsHalloween Cometh to Denbourne lyrics in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It’s the scariest month of the year again,
It’s merry old October
Everything is getting scarier now
Until the month is over!
October comes with its cold winds,
It’s getting colder day by day
But we don’t mind, cause this is the time
Of our favorite holiday!
The Halloween season cometh again
The night is full of fear
No time for the old man in red,
Pine trees or reindeer
No stupid bunnies hopping around,
Chocolate eggs can’t be seen
Kevin, Erin, Neil:
And the Leprechauns can run and hide,
Cause tonight is Halloween!
The Halloween season
Is coming to Denbourne
The scariest time of the year is coming,
See the Jack-o-Lanterns burn!
Time to put on your disguise,
Be a vampire, a ghost or a clown
You better get ready and try not to scream
Cause Halloween is coming to our town!
It’s time to get in costume again,
Everyone gets a turn
I’ll take a pumpkin and a Power Ring
My Thoughts on SheZow and GrojbandMy Thoughts on SheZow and Grojband in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Well, in the past few months, I've been introduced to a couple of new cartoons that came out recently; cartoons such as SheZow and Grojband. Here are my thoughts on those shows:
Okay, I'll be honest: The first time I checked this show out, my first reaction was: "WTF???!!!" For a week or two I've been avoiding this show but then I said "Whatever, I'll give it a try..." So I watched a couple of episodes and I discovered it isn't that bad. SheZow is a pretty good superhero. This kid is like the Justice League all rolled into one: he’s got gadgets and a hideout like Batman, Sonic Scream like Black Canary, Super Strength like Superman, Super Speed like the Flash, and a Ring, but unlike Green Lantern, his ring doesn't shoot beams...
Good things about the show:
01. The idea is original.
Bad things about the show:
01. Some of the stories in the episodes feel a bit rushed
02. After a while most of those constant She-Puns could get a little Shennoying... Uh, I mean Annoying!
SithVamp Reviews: Son of the Mask, Part 1.SithVamp Reviews: Son of the Mask, Part 1. in Reviews & Guides More Like This
(It's a beautiful morning. The SithVamp Reviewer is in his bathrobe, entering his kitchen, looking for breakfast, while singing Savoy Truffle by the Beatles)
Reviewer: Cream Tangerine and Montelimar,
A Ginger Sling with a Pineapple Heart,
Coffee Dessert, yes you know it's good news...
(Pours himself some tea. Then he goes to the cupboard to get some Oreos. He puts the Oreos on a plate, and with the plate and the mug of tea, he goes to his theater room.)
Reviewer: Hmmm, there's nothing better in the morning than wake up, have a nice breakfast, and then watch some of your favorite cartoons! I'll start out with some Tiny Toons episodes!
(Puts a DVD of Tiny Toon Adventures in his DVD-player, presses the play button. The DVD starts playing and the Reviewer sits back, drinks his tea and enjoys the show. The Tiny Toons theme song plays. When the theme song is over, the episode starts)
Buster Bunny (On TV): Hiya, Toonsters! Today we're gonna...
(Suddenly the picture disappears. The screen is b
SithVamp Reviews: Son of the Mask, Part 2.SithVamp Reviews: Son of the Mask, Part 2. in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Narrator: Previously on SithVamp Reviews…
(Shows footage from part 1 of the Review)
Robert: I, Reviewer, am Robert, guardian of bad movies and shows in Hades.
Reviewer: What do you want me to watch? The Looney Tunes Show?
Reviewer: Problem Solverz?
Robert: Even worse than that!
(Reviewer holds a copy of Son of the Mask)
(Shows the baby nightmare scene)
Nurse 1: And another boy
Nurse 2: And a girl!
Nurses: Boy! Girl!
(Nurses show vampire babies to Tim)
Reviewer: Bob Hoskins, no!
(Shows the Halloween party scene and the Mask gets out of the car, then shows the musical number scene)
Mask and Crowd: I love you baby, and if it’s quite alright, I need you baby!
Mask: Honey, I’m home
Tonya: I think I might be,
(Shows the ultrasound image of the baby dancing disco then rumba, then shows Alvey inflating his head like a balloon, then the infamous
Diddy Kong Racing Pt1It was a peaceful day. It was normal and quiet. "Were going on a vacation. Were leaving the Island in your care.", said Timber The Tiger's mother. "Really? Nice!", Timber replied. When Timber was left with the island, he decided to invite his friends over. Bumper The Badger, who loves motors, Conker The Squirrel, who was always hyper, Banjo The Bear, a lazy one, Tiptup The Turtle, who was a bit clumsy, and Pipsy The Mouse, a pretty small person. They were having a good time having the island to themselves...Until that moment someone came to crash the party.Diddy Kong Racing Pt1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
A storm rolled in and thunder and lightning crashed everywhere. Then a lightning bolt crashed right in front of them. When they could see, they saw an enormous pig alien named Wizpig. "Hahahahaha! Hey worms! Sorry to crash the party but I wanted to show myself. Im the best racer in this galaxy, travelin' world to world and so far, no one's beatin' me. So I dare you to race me! If you win, I'll leave, if you lose though, you can kiss
Donkey Kong: Wrinkly's DeathIt was 5 weeks after the events of Donkey Kong Country 3. Everyone was doing they're usual things. DK was lazing on the beach, Cranky was working on potions, Funky was building a new plane, Kiddy was taking an afternoon nap, and Diddy was off with Dixie...Again.Donkey Kong: Wrinkly's Death in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was the 5th time they've been out, all the other kongs kept pointing out it was a date, but they didn't say it to Diddy or Dixie as they didn't want to offend them. They were walking through the forest comming back from the shop, buying a coconut milkshake. They were just talking of what they would do next, when a familiar voice cut them off. "Diddy! Dixie! Squawk! Thank coconuts I found you!", Squawks the parrot said flying towards them. "What is it?", Diddy asked. Squawks could hardly catch his breath. "It's an emergency! At Cranky's hut! Squawk!". "What? Did Cranky throw out his back again?", Diddy joked. "This is serious!", Squawks yelled. "It's Wrinkly Kong! She's dying! Squawk!". Diddy's tail shot up in suprise, due
Diddy Kong Racing Pt7This was it. Diddy, Timber, and their friends were heading to the final battle, Wizpig's home planet. Everyone was asleep when the rocket neared the planet. The rocket had a rough landing. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!", Everyone was yelling. When it finally stopped sliding, everyone was scattered everywhere, but coincidentially and unfortinatley, Dixie landed on Diddy. The bad part, everyone saw this. Dixie just stared into Diddy's eyes. Diddy stared back for ten seconds, and closed his eyes, and turned away, because he was blushing so much, his face was redder than a tomato. "Aw, don't turn away Diddy, something like this happens like once in a lifetime.", Drumstick joked. Diddy just coughed. Dixie finally got up and helped Diddy up, who still had a red face. "Uh...L-Let's go...", Diddy said, trying to pull together.Diddy Kong Racing Pt7 in Fan Fiction More Like This
In Wizpig's planet, it was an alien amusment park. Future Fun Land. They still had an easy time beating spaceships in a race, even if they tried to shoot them down. Eventually, a
Donkey Kong: Wrinkly's RevivalIt was 5 days until Christmas, and the Kongs were very busy. Donkey Kong was swinging back from Vine Valley carrying a pine tree over his shoulder, when something zipped by him, also swinging. It was Diddy, all wet. "Hey Diddy!", DK yelled but Diddy didn't stop. DK went after him, kept calling him out. Finally, Diddy stopped. But when DK went over to him, Diddy wasn't wet, he was crying. "Woah! Little buddy what happened?!", DK asked putting the tree down. "(Sniff)...I'd rather not talk about it...", Diddy sobbed. "C'mon, tell me what happened.", DK pushed on. "OK...Me and Dixie went to the Banana Bar, and we had to bring Tiny with us...(Sniff)...I ordered 2 Banana Shakes for me and Dixie, and when I gave one of them to Dixie...Tiny pushed me in the back...Either she did it on purpose or by accident, I don't know, but I fell off the stool. When I looked up, Dixie was covered in Banana shake. I tried to clean her off with a napkin, but it got stuck in her hair. She started to yell at meDonkey Kong: Wrinkly's Revival in Fan Fiction More Like This
Diddy Kong Racing Pt5It was pretty early in the morning. The sun hadn't even risen. Timber was just getting up. As was Diddy. They went into the shallow water near the Wizpig Mountain for a wash down. "So...Are we really going through with this?", Timber asked Diddy. "Maybe...We'll be lucky if everyone else wakes up before Dixie and Pipsy do. If that happens then we don't have to tell them.", Diddy said while shaking and drying off. "Well guess what? We are.", said Dixie. Diddy and Timber looked up and saw Dixie and Pipsy standing in front of them. "Oh nuts!", The boys said. "We just got up and heard some talking.", Pipsy said. "So...What did you want to tell us?", Dixie asked. Diddy and Timber both looked at each other, gulped, and took a deep breath.Diddy Kong Racing Pt5 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"This ain't gonna be easy...", Timber said with a worried look on his face. Diddy had it too. The girls saw it too. "If it's hard, take all the time you need, we have it, just take it easy...", the girls' said very softly. Diddy started. "OK...What were goin
Diddy Kong Racing Pt4It was the middle of the night. Everyone was having a good sleep, except for Timber. He was having an absolute nightmare. He was tossing and turning and talking in his sleep. "No...Pipsy...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!", Timber screamed as he woke up. The scream woke everyone else up too. Timber was panting as he hadn't had a nightmare this bad before. He was practicly scarred to death. "Timber! Are you alright?", Pipsy asked running to him. Timber looked at Pipsy for a minute to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "(pant)...(swallow)...I-I think so...", Timber replied. Timber was making that breathing sound when someone's scared or is about to cry. Pipsy just moved closer to him. She was right at his side. "Are you sure?", Pipsy asked, a little worried. Timber nodded. He also looked worried when he looked at Pipsy. "Uh, Timber, can I talk to ya for a sec?", Diddy asked. They were under the Wizpig Mountain on the sand. What they didn't know is that Dixie and Pipsy were listening to eveDiddy Kong Racing Pt4 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Diddy Kong Racing Pt3It was early in the morning. The sun hadn't even risen. Diddy just woke up. He looked around and thought he was the only one up, until he saw Timber, sitting alone by the beach. He went to Timber. "What's up?", Diddy asked. "Huh? Oh, it's just you...", Timber said. "Yeah, who did you think it was?", Diddy asked sarcasticly. "...Pipsy...", Timber replied quietly. "Oh I get it...", Diddy said. "Your STILL thinking of a way to get to Pipsy.". Timber nodded. "I...I just don't know what im supposed to say to her.", Timber said. Everyone else started to get up slowly. Everyone saw Diddy and Timber talking at the beach. "Y'know, ever since we started this, they've been talking to each other alot.", Dixie said. "Well, they haven' seen each other' n years.", Bumper said. Conker then opened his yapper. "Yeah! Yeah! And they still want to think of how to tell you they...", "Want to talk to each other alone!", Tiptup interrupted, smacking Conker on the head. Again, the girls looked confused.Diddy Kong Racing Pt3 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Diddy Kong Racing Pt2And so the adventure began. Timber Island was enormous, but Timber knew the island inside out. While they were driving around, they bumped into Taj, the genie of the island. "Taj? What are you doing here?", Timber asked. "Well, as you know, Wizpig attacked and kicked me off my mountain. See?". They all looked, and Taj's mountain became Wizpig's mountain, with his ugly mug on it. "He put himself in the mountain waiting for you to race him. The mountain won't open until you get all four amulet pieces. He brainwashed the animal racers and gave the pieces to them.", Taj said. "Right, so we have to race the animals and get the pieces from them right?", Krunch asked. "That's correct.", Taj said. "Oh, by the way Taj, have you seen Drumstick?", T.T. asked. "No, im afraid I haven't. If your wondering where to start, start with Dino Domain. Tricky is the easiest racer.", Taj said. "Thanks! We''' be back before you know it then we race everyone else! Yahoo!!!!! This is gonna be exciting!", ConkerDiddy Kong Racing Pt2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Diddy Kong Racing Pt6Again, in the morning, Timber and Diddy woke up early. But they were suprised to see Drumstick awake as well. "...I know what your going to say. Im a rooster. Im supposed to wake up early.", Drumstick said. "Right...", Timber said. "Y'know Timber, I never thought you would be able to actually confess to Pipsy while I was a frog. That's really brave of you. You too Diddy, I know you've had your eye on Dixie for a while.", Drumstick said. "Th-Thanks...A lot...", Timber said. Everyone else started to get up. "So, can you get the fruit?", Krunch asked Diddy. "Sure.", Diddy said and bolted up the trees. Fruit rained down, so did Diddy. He landed right on his tail like a spring. "So, how do we get into the mountain?", Diddy wondered. "That is simple.", Taj said, coming to the group. "Stick the amulete to the wall under the mountain". Diddy did just like Taj said, and the Wizpig Mountain opened. "Well, this is it.", Diddy said. "Wait! What if Wizpig tries to turn us into frogs again?", DrumstDiddy Kong Racing Pt6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
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 8 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
Mat-E part 9In the interior lido deck, the nightship's computerized voice said, "The Lido Deck is now closing...The Lido Deck is now closing."Mat-E part 9 in Sci-Fi More Like This
The last few passengers exit the pool area and they're all wearing the same color blue uniforms......except two red ones that are Mrs. and Mr. Dinkleberg who are still in the pool. The camere close on the bare feet of them and they ripple the surface of the pool. Both Mr. and Mrs. Dinkleberg float over the water's surface and they splash one another playfully.
Mr. Dinkleberg smiled playfully, "Hey now. Stop that..."
"Make me." giggled Mrs. Dinkleberg.
"I didn't know we had a pool."
A male dalmatian lifeguard dog arrived and reprimands them from the pool's edge. He said, "No splashing, no diving."
They became annoyed and said, "Ahh! Go on!"
Mr. Dinkleberg splashes the lifeguard with a feet. The lifeguard dalmatian became wet and stormed away.
On the upper deck, the door slide opened. Matthew Rabbit and I peeked our heads out to check if the coast is clear by
Mat-E part 1In outer space, there are stars in it. The upbeat show tune, "Put On Your Sunday Clothes", plays.Mat-E part 1 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Out there, there's a world outside of Yonkers
Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby
There's a slick town, Barnaby
Full of shine and full of sparkle
Then, you can see more stars, distant galaxies, constellations, nebulas...
Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnaby
Finally, there's a single planet which is drab and brown. The camera moving towards it, pushing through its polluted atmosphere. In the planet's surface, a range of mountains takes form in the haze. The camera moving closer. The mountains are piles of trash. The entire surface is nothing but waste.
Put on your Sunday clothes, there's lots of world out there
Get out the brillantine and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white
In a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town
Mat-E part 6In the bridge lobby, the Chameleon's transport with me who is still asleep, Kitty Katswell and Matthew on it entered the cavernous hall. A lovely female thin fox with palest reddish orange skin/fur, purple eyes, purple lips, brownish red wavy hair with wavy bangs and a yellow lighting logo on her bushy tail (DanLeMan14's OC) named Miranda Fox is stationed at the far end. A bridge elevator behind him and is blocked by a force field gate. The transport pulls up to Miranda.Mat-E part 6 in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Chameleon cleared his throat, "Ahem." He started to speak, "Excuse me, Miss Miranda Fox."
She smiled, "Yes, Mr. Chameleon?"
"I need to head to the Mayor of Dimmesdale's room please."
"Sure." She push one button at a time at the console one. Finally, the gate lowers and the elevator doors open. She said, "Go right ahead, sir."
"Thank you, Mrs. Fox." The Chameleon said as he saluted.
"You're welcome, Chameleon, sir." She winked as she watches the transport with the Chameleon, me, Kitty and Matthew enter the elevator.
Mat-E part 7Moments later at the interior lobby where Miranda Fox is at, the elevator opens. The Chameleon's transport drives out. Both Matthew Rabbit and I strapped on it with energy bands. Miranda Fox noticed Matthew on the hover transport and she has now mastered waving. So she waves an enthusiastic goodbye at him and me. Matthew waved back at her with a wink. He turned to me and tried to get my attention.Mat-E part 7 in Sci-Fi More Like This
He asked with a smile, "Kristina?"
I turned my head with an icy scowl and yelled, "What?!" I gave him the cold shoulder, turned my head away from him and refuses to speak to him.
Matthew moaned, "Sorry."
The transport exits the lobby.
Back up in the Mayor of Dimmsdale's quarters, the Mayor said as he placed the clump of dirt in the console, "Analyze." The clump of dirt is suspended in a beam of light. It rotates. The mayor sits at his vanity console as Kitty Katswell watches him. The analysis data scrolls on a holo-screen.
The ship's computerized female voice said, "Analysis: foreign contamin
Mat-E part 5In the animal service tunnel with continuous dozens of anthropomorphic animals from Petropolis walk along a multi-lane passageway. All following glowing lines on the floor. Matthew Rabbit's head whipsaws back and forth, tries to process it all and doesn't notice the Chameleon's transport merge into traffic with the sleeping me with him and without Matthew! Matthew saw the Chameleon's transport got away from him and gasped, "Kristina, wait!" He shrinks from the high-speed traffic and timidly attempts to merge. Then, he sticks out one foot which instantly causes a animal pile-up. The white rabbit man yelled at Matthew, "Hey, we're walking here, kid!"Mat-E part 5 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Matthew apologized innocently, "Sorry." He ran across all the lines on the floor and bounces off the animals like bumper cars. He is barely able to navigate the chaos and takes refuge in the middle of an intersection. He continued to look for me. Then, he saw a gray male hippo paints a wall sign and a male garbage crocodile dumps trash into
Mat-E part 3Later, I scanned a car engine with a blue crystal on my chest and glows red which means negative so I slammed the hood shut. Next, I scanned a Port-A-Potty. Negative again and there's nothing I've been looking for so I slammed the door shut as I growled angrily. Next, I scanned an Apollo capsule. The crystal turns red again. Negative again. I slammed the hatch shut angrily. Next, I scanned a freighter hold. Negative again. I slammed the lid shut.Mat-E part 3 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Outside of the derelict shipyard in the dusk, I walked over the freighter, feeling frustrated and not finding what I'm looking for. I growled, "No, no, no! Where could that thing I'm looking for possibly be!"
Matthew Rabbit eavesdrops from afar.
I walk past the ship's crane magnet that is right behind me, didn't noticed it. Then, I end up send flying up and got stuck as I screamed, "Aah!" My metallic backpack was stuck on the magnet. I growled, "Arg! How many times did I have to tell Keswick not to give me anything attractive to magnet? Did he
Mat-E part 4On the next morning, outside of the truck, Matthew Rabbit loads up his cooler and checks on me one more time. Still nothing and I'm still asleep like Sleeping Beauty... He heads off to work, defeated. Later at the work site, Matthew simply going through the motions while scooping the trash into his compactor, it activated and spits out the cubed trash. No spirit in him at all. He sadly placed the cubed trash by the trash cubes as Jacky the Ferret follows him sadly. He stood for a while. Jacky nuzzles her nose at his hand. He turned to her and strokes her head gently. Then, he pulls out the Zippo lighter. He flicks it a few times. He watched the flame a while. Suddenly, a rush of wind blows out the flame.Mat-E part 4 in Sci-Fi More Like This
He wondered, "Huh?"
He felt the world instantly rumbling. A cubed trash fell off the top with Jacky on it and she jumped to another. He looks in the direction of his home. A bright glow is lowering down through the clouds. He gasped, "Oh no."
At the trash alley, Matthew Rabbit racing a
Mat-E part 2The next morning, Matthew's alarm clock started to ring. Matthew Rabbit wakes up and hit the top of his alarm clock with his palm and get up, feeling groggy and sleepy. He stumbles outside. At the roof of Matthew's truck, he saw the morning sun. He fully exposed in its light. He took out his tan mirror which is a solar collector. The sun light reflects the mirror right into his face. He has a relaxation smile until he is now awake and he collects his lunch cooler. He smiled, "Well, time to work." He heads off to work....and accidentally tripped over Jacky as he screamed, "Aah!" He hit to the ground. He turned his head around to see what trips him is Jacky who looks knocked out. He became horrified and shouted, "Jacky!" He rushed towards her, kneel down and hold her in his arms. He looks sad that she was hurt. However, Jacky the Ferret woke up. He sighed in relief, "Phew. Thank goodness." He put her down and said, "Now stay here, okay, girl?"Mat-E part 2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
He smiled as he pets her head, "
Do We Need a New Language about Homosexuality?One of the more popular, misunderstood, and challenging problems Catholics face today is the topic of homosexuality. I think of the many great strides we as a Church and as a culture have taken in speaking about it. In the same way, neither side whether secular or religious, has spoken more clearly on the subject. Catholics, at the very least, have always been very good at making distinctions. The process of making distinctions is not just good philosophy and theology, but it also aids in our practical and charitable responses to what we experience.Do We Need a New Language about Homosexuality? in Philosophical More Like This
When we respond to homosexuality we should know what it is. Moreover, when someone is homosexual it does us little good to categorize that person according to preconceived notions about their sexual activity, sexual purity, or moral state. In fact I've usually seen these reactions as one's own personal, moral blindness than as a useful discussion geared towards understanding something so as to respond to it more effectively.
That being said
Ideal and RealReligion, morality, and ideals are all too often forced to the ground in order to seem real. They are so "regularized" that people eventually will neither care for them nor remember them.Ideal and Real in Philosophical More Like This
When something seems too ordinary we lose interest. But we know all too well that even the most ordinary-looking thing, when examined, has a richness and complexity the hides from the naked eye.
Individuality and uniqueness of thought do not necessarily lead one to be individual and unique.
Ideals are ideals because we desire to live up to them. "Ideals" that simply tells us we are simply fine as we are not only move us to do nothingthe probably make us worse.
We only recognize that we need or want to change when we see what we want to change into. Thus the musician is moved to be better by hearing something better. The artist is inspired by the artist who seems to capture light, mood, or weight better than he does. Is it not true that the same holds for a happy life?
Ideals are me
Marriage: Sacrament and RightMarriage: The Sacrament of Marriage and the Right to MarriageMarriage: Sacrament and Right in Philosophical More Like This
Given the nature of this topic, I can't promise it will be easy nor can I promise it won't stir some passion in your heart. What I can promise is, as best as I can perform, an exposition and reasoned account on this subject. I know all too well that when dealing with relationships and life-long commitments one ought to tread carefully and lightly. Likewise, given your own state in life, you have perhaps experienced the many joys and sorrows of relationships for whatever reason. Given the ocean of variables of this topic, I sadly will only be able to share with you a pond or, more realistically, a puddle.
I will conduct my examination of marriage in the following manner: first I will examine the sacrament of marriage, second I will give some reflections on marriage that help us understand the married life and its significance, and lastly I will examine in brief the problem presented to us in gay marriage and the right to marr
Our Works, His GraceOur Works, His Grace in Philosophical More Like This
[For your benefit I have included the Gospel passage (Jn 6:16-21) below so you can place your mind in the proper place before reading this reflection]
When it was evening, the disciples of Jesus went down to the sea, embarked in a boat, and went across the sea to Capernaum. It had already grown dark, and Jesus had not yet come to them. The sea was stirred up because a strong wind was blowing. When they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and coming near the boat, and they began to be afraid. But he said to them, “It is I. Do not be afraid.” They wanted to take him into the boat, but the boat immediately arrived at the shore to which they were heading.
The Gospel writers were fond of relating 'on/by the water' scenes to their readers. Many significant events happen by the seashore: some of the Apostles are called, Jesus teaches great crowds, and he encounters the Apostles after the Resurrection.
In this instance—Jesus walking on water
Marriage as StatusWhen marriage is viewed as a sacrament, the one who affirms gay marriage is simply wrong. But this is because the sacrament is clearly (or to some, narrowly) defined. There are those who do not recognize the sacred, however, and there are those who see no value the vocabulary of sacrament. That's fair, and it's also the world/culture we happen to live in. It requires those of us to who see it as both religious and social to further reflect on what we mean by marriage in the social sphere.Marriage as Status in Philosophical More Like This
Marriage as a legal concept is a status, and since many have condemned and pushed aside any religion—perhaps justly or unjustly—their main thrust in the arguments surrounding this situation is equal status among heterosexuals. It's not so much that I feel homo- and heterosexuals do not have equal status in the United States insofar as I think good strides have been made to reaffirm that homosexuals (all persons for that matter) are, in fact, human beings and treating them with digni
The Freedom or Prison of ChoiceThe Freedom or Prison of Choice in Philosophical More Like This
The Sadduces, filled with jealousy, threw the Apostles in prison. We ought to ask ourselves who was really imprisoned.
At times we think it is pitiful to be poor, but the Lord hears the cry of the poor (cf. Psalm 34). The rich live in prisons of money, the prideful live in prisons of ambition, and the relativist lives in the prison of no boundaries.
“The powerful grow poor and hungry, but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing” (Ps. 34:11)
“Blessed is the man who takes refuge in the Lord,” for that man is given true freedom. Upon reflection we discover that boundaries, rules, restrictions, and commandments were given to us not to restrict our freedom but to ensure it. At times these restrictions pain us, because restrictions cause tensions with our desires.
The one who believes that freedom is fulfilling every desire runs headlong towards a cliff and over, where there is no more freedom. The one who discerns the nature of his desires in light of God's
The Convenience of EqualityThe Convenience of Equality in Philosophical More Like This
The topic of marriage is no stranger to Americans in recent weeks. The Supreme Court, in a 5-4 split decision, ruled that DOMA (the Defense of Marriage Act) was unconstitutional because it failed to offer homosexuals “equal protection under the law” and that the purpose of DOMA is to “humiliate” and “injure” homosexuals who seek marriage.
No doubt a number of individuals celebrated the ruling, happy, perhaps, to see the archaic edifice of ‘traditional’ marriage burn and establish a sleek and modern “marriage” in its place. Many rejoiced at the new building, but many of us looked on and asked to see the building plans.
Arguments for “marriage equality” are many times the product of convenient reasoning. The typical strain of equality reasoning usually goes along the lines of this: We can’t expect everyone to go by one definition of marriage, nor should the government force one view over the other. Moreover, th
Megorama: chapter 1Megorama: chapter 1 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Meg heaved a sharp sigh as she left her school to go home. Normally, a student in Meg's shoes would be glad to be out of school and go home to a family who can offer endless moral support no matter what. However, Meg's family was never there for her. They even tried to ditch her the day she was born, like the whole universe was against her. She never knew why or how, but she was everybody's punching bag.
The teenage girl looked around herself to look out for anyone. Even someone who just met her could turn her down. Meg was the oldest and only girl in her family. What gave them to right to ABUSE her? Meg sighed as she made it to the front door of her house and unlocked the door. She saw her parents on the couch.
"Who's that? Who's there?" Peter jumped up, armed with a gun.
Lois turned, never-changing the dull expression on her face, then turned back something more important than her daughter, the television set. "Relax, it's only Meg."
"Oh, God, it's worse than I thought!" Peter shot t
Megorama: chapter 8Megorama: chapter 8 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Brian and Stewie beamed back to where they rightfully belong. They ended up in the living room while Peter, Lois, and Chris sat on the couch, staring at the television like no one noticed they were gone or ever came right back. Brian and Stewie looked happy and successful.
Peter noticed something different, so he glanced at his infant son and canine best friend. "Oh, hey Brian, Stewie, where you been?"
"Peter, we've come back with Meg." Brian said, proudly.
The other Griffins grunted in sheer disgust and shuddered, whining. They said they missed Meg, but as predictable as ever, they truly did not. Chris even mumbled some death threats to Brian for doing such an act. Brian frowned instantly, but then turned to show them Meg. However, it was not Meg he had brought back.
"Hey, who are you?"
"Cool! A lobster!" Chris ran toward Zoidberg. "Let's eat him for dinner!"
Zoidberg screamed and ran in a circle with Chris to avoid being eaten. Zoidberg however, tripped on th
Megorama: chapter 6Megorama: chapter 6 in Sci-Fi More Like This
There came a ring at the doorbell. Lois opened the door. "Oh, hello, you must be one of Meg's little friends from school..."
"Lois, that's not funny, Meg doesn't have any friends!" Peter called distantly.
Lois rolled her eyes at him, but smiled at the guest. "Do come inside..."
The guest was Connie. "Thanks, Mrs. Griffin..." she slightly scowled saying the family name of her arch nemesis. "Where's Meg?"
"Oh, I don't know how to tell you this but... Meg was transported into 1,000 years into the future... or something... We were on the news for it."
"Oh, I thought that was a joke."
"No, Meg's really there, we're really worried about her."
"Who the hell is 'we'?" Peter asked, coming forward, furrowing his brows. "Hey, how much did Meg pay you to be her friend?"
"We're not best friends, she's my bitch." Connie sneered. "I need someone to take my teenage girl rage on..."
"Sorry, dear, but Meg's not home RIGHT now... You're gonna have to ABUSE someone else..." Lois smil
Megorama: chapter 4Megorama: chapter 4 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Meg wandered the halls of her school. She then gasped once she discovered a human girl who looked an awful lot like Connie D'Amico back in James Woods High School. Meg tried to avoid her, but found nowhere to go as the blonde girl was laughing, walking away from mutant students. Meg crouched down behind a locker with her book over her, gritting her teeth, hoping that the girl wouldn't notice her.
"Hi, are you the new kid?"
Too late. Meg had been discovered. "Yeah, I'm the new girl in school." Meg sighed, standing up next to a possible descendant of Connie.
"Nice to meet you." the blonde girl smiled.
Meg was taken aback. This girl sounded friendly and social toward her. Meg feared that any relative of Connie's would be all the same. Evil, selfish, vain, and taunting, just like the spawn they all came from. "Nice to meet you too..." Meg said, coolly.
"It's tough being the new kid sometimes, we haven't properly met, my name's Candy Damico."
The brown-haired girl winced a bit at the blonde
Megorama: chapter 2Megorama: chapter 2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Meg coughed and fell right out of the time travel device in the future of 1,000 years from present day in Quahog. She then rubbed herself of any dust and debris and looked in shock and dismay around her. She saw before her very eyes was a future utopia.
She saw flying cars, people sucking and traveling through tubes, large television screens and advertisements for Bachelor Chew, whatever that was. Meg looked around in shock. She then saw a bunch of garbage stuck to her and she went to throw it away in a trash can. When she did, the trash can came to life, revealing to be a robot.
"Excuse me, but what gives you the right to put crap in me?" the robot demanded.
"Whoa!" Meg was surprised by the android, then looked apologetic. "I am so sorry! I'm just lost, and looking for my family, and-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, get a job, you dead beat!" the robot scoffed at her, storming away.
"Sorry..." Meg watched him leave.
"Stupid meat bags!" the trash can robot grumbled on his way away from her.
Megorama: chapter 3Megorama: chapter 3 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Meg walked in with Fry and she saw a group of strange people. One looked like a squid/lobster thing, the other was a purple haired cyclops girl, one was an Asian girl and finally, there was a Jamaican seeming man with glasses and very curly dreadlocks.
"We're back!" Fry called.
"Fry, I thought I told you to never go out for a drink with Bender, it's just asking to drag home a lazy, alcoholic sack of metal!" the cyclops told him, darting her eyes, erm... her eye at him with her hands on her hips.
"I know, Leela, I thought he would learn this time, he sounded really honest this time!"
"Of course he did, Fry, he's a robot, he doesn't have true feelings, like that lost little girl with you!"
The cyclops did a double take.
"Lost little girl?"
"Heeeyy..." Meg waved nervously with her fingers wiggling in her hand.
"Are you one of the orphans on the streets?" Leela wondered.
"No, I'm Meg Griffin." the teenager corrected.
"Oh, nice to meet you, Meg... But you should be home and safe. Your famil
Megorama: chapter 7Megorama: chapter 7 in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Planet Express crew looked a little shocked to see the baby and the dog come. Especially since they were family to Meg. Maybe they didn't need Farnsworth's technology to send Meg back home. The only question was, would they really send Meg back home? How could they with the life she led back in her time period and home? Meg became family to them and they did back to her more than they ever did.
"Meg's your sister?" Amy asked, sounding heartbroken.
"Yes, and we're taking her home, I don't care if you all formed a warm, mutual bond, but we need to get my sister back home pronto." Stewie demanded, nearly scowling.
"Stewie Griffin and Brian Griffin from 2014 Quahog!?" Bender cracked up laughing.
Amy grunted and rolled her eyes. "Bender, get charged!"
Bender growled, then walked away to recharge his batteries.
"Excuse me, we know Meg might have become friends with you, but it's not RIGHT, Meg needs to come back home to Peter and Lois," Brian tried to make them understand. "They miss her