:icontechgnotic: by techgnotic
A Thousand Years Tradition of Scaring Children at Bedtime
Continues for Children of All Ages
News of the discovery of 500 “new” fairy tales collected over 150 years ago in Germany and locked away in a forgotten archive has me thinking about the enduring importance of these narrative treasures in the lives of human
You reached into the bag, tiny hands grasping something hard like a rock. You pulled it out to reveal some…well…black rock.
Arthur, still behind you, sighed in relief. “Scone! That’s mine!” He was secretly hoping you would get the scone.
You smiled some, face still red from the earlier tantrum. At least you knew this man more than anyone else. But what kind of rock was called a scone? Is it like coal? Cuz’ it’s black and charred like coal.
The crowd of people began to murmur amongst themselves, most conversations not necessarily about you, but they were free now that the meeting was basically over. You thought you heard several complaining, but wasn’t sure if it was about you or not.
Germany nodded, reaching into the bag and withdrew his own item, passing it back around. “If you still vant vatever you put in ze bag, take it now vhile you still can. Meeting adjourned!”
Alfred stood as a
The child started happily skipping towards Japan. "O-Oh? She picked me?"
The child walked in front of Japan and lifted her arms up. "She wants you to pick her up aru!"
Japan carefully lifted her up and sat her on his lap. "Japan! You would have-a killed me if I-a sat on your lap!" Italy made a 'squee' noise and moved up beside Japan.
"Itary, you are a furry grown man." Japan looked down at the child again.
"Herro, (Country Name) do you want me as a big brother?"
(Country Name) clapped her hands together happily. Japan smiled "I'rr take that as a yes."
"J-Japan! Before you go, close the closet doors!" (Country Name) pleaded.
Japan turned to face her and sighed. "Why?" Bright (Eye Colour) eyes widened.
'Why he askes why?'
(Country Name) huffed and said "Because the monsters in me closet will get me!"
"What makes you think monsters can't open doors?" (Country Name) hoped in terror. "W- JAPAN! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE."
(Country Name) th
“[Name], perhaps you’re getting a bit tired?” Ludwig asked you, a slight grin appearing on his face.
You simply shook your head ‘no’.
“Not at all?” Ludwig continued. “Not even just a teeny bit?”
You shook your head again. “Not even a teeny weeny bit.”
Ludwig sighed. “Well, you should maybe think about being tired, because it’s time for bed.”
“What?!” You cried out. “But, I want to stay up with Uncle Gilbert
You weren't going to call for help.
You weren't going to damn it.
"ANTONIO! HELP ME!" You yelled as loudly as you could, and, in the blink of an eye, you saw Antonio leaning on the doorframe.
"T-That was fast." You managed to stutter out, trying to not be unnerved by his rather 'come-hither' pose...not at all...
"I'm always here for you, querida" he bowed, making you roll your eyes.
"Have you finished those problems that we went over?"
You narrowed your eyes. "Impossible. I thought you didn't even know how to do them a few minutes ago!"
"I guess you're a good teacher, then." His grin grew wider, as you realised what he'd been up to.
"You didn't ask Ms. Morton for a tutor JUST to waste my time, did you?" You sighed. Of course, that had to be the case.
"I wouldn't call it a waste of time, no." His cheeky grin remained firmly in place.
"You-" Before you could continue, Antonio interrupted you. "Why did you call for me, [Na
My name is Tia. I'm a big green snake with bright yellow eyes and a scaly, yellow belly. I live with my best friend Miles and his parents. Miles is a little, 10-year-old kid, and the sweetest you've ever met. He's a little shorter than most kids his age, and he's got blue eyes and ruffled, brown hair.
He was kicking back on his bed in his socks, reading a comic book when I slithered on up to h
“Oh quit gripin’…there was plenty o’room…” The thundering voice boomed from the darkness above him and a quick glance upwards revealed two large orbs of bright gold peering down at him with a hungry gleam of amusement.
The slayer shuddered…
He hated it when the big lug got in these moods.
Josh groaned and shook his head as he spun on his heel, doubling back the way he’d come to dash back between the titan’s boots.
“Still way too close for comfort!” He shouted back, waving his arms in panic. A few feet further and he’d be a pancake right now. A very bloody pa