
The Blood Gem:Chap 1(French version)Chapitre 1: Un après midi bien rempliMore Like This
Personnages présents:
C.Montgomery Burns: Matt Groening
Waylon Smithers: Matt Groening
Krusty: Matt Groening
Ryan Smithers: Gav-Imp
Raven Burns: Lisbeth Simpson
Alice Burns: Alicetiger
Spyro Burns: Alicetiger
Taranis Oblivion: Alicetiger
~ 16h30 : Manoir de Mr.Burns : Bibliothèque
Mr.Burns : Ouf Tous ces dossiers m'ont épuisé Que vais-je faire maintenant ? Mmmhh Waylon et Ryan sont partis faire des courses. Alice est absente aussi, elle doit sûrement ramener de bons poulets de Rabanastre, comme elle avait dit ce matin. Coqua Croqua Ah, et p

A Valentine's MemoryA Valentine's Memory by preety-lady-serenityMore Like This
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening, who recently celebrated his 58th birthday. You gotta love the guy.
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Waylon Smithers stopped to his tracks, causing his boss to continue walking and talking on his own. Realizing this, a couple of seconds later, Mr. Burns turned to see him with an annoyed expression. The young man had turned a deep shade of red and remained transfixed to whatever there was in the shop's front window.
Monty Burns coughed in annoyance and let out a "Smit

Dads as parents Poem storyThat kid is staring at me again,More Like This
I know he doesn't like me at all.
Why does he just sit there,
Watching me, waiting for me to mess up.
Now he is walking this way,
His fists are clinched.
I am to scared to run,
There is nothing I can do.
So I hear your daddy's gay,
Ha that's gonna mess you up in the end.
Betcha gonna end up a queer like your daddys huh?
Queers don't make good parents, that's what my dad says.
He's a man.
Shut up.
Just shut up.
They are the best parents,
Even through their a gay couple,
My dads' raised me to be who I am.
Shut up.
Shut. Up.
The sound his face made when my fist collided with it,
that simple crack that made it right.
It was what I needed.
This is what needed to be done.
So what? My dads' are queer.
They raised me to be strong,
To know how to stand up for myself,
No matter you I come face-to-face with.
I ain't scared.
Not even of you.
Gu

An OdeMore Like This
Amongst the picture frames,
A physical timeline,
An ode of sorts,
To those still around,
Like your mother,
She’s still here,
She’s just in the back room,
You always catch me,
Taking a mental catalog,
Of your life,
Almost as a stalker,
But in reality,
Just adding information,
To the newest chapter,
In our friendship,
The previous pages,
Are old,
Because the book was,
Set aside,
Never cast aside,
The writer just needed time,
To construct the next chapter,
At the same time,
Continuing other books,
Rewriting old chapters,
All while trying,
To understand his written works,
At that dining table,
We shared stories,
Epics and odes,
And