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023. LoversKumajiro squeezed onto Mexico's lap and relaxed against her, watching his owner attempt to talk to her. He tugged on her hair and made the country look down at him. Mexico, of course, could only understand very little of what he said, so he climbed back onto his owner's lap and tugged on his shirt.
"Yes?" His owner called out to the little bear with a warm smile.
"I'm hungry. Feed me." He pleaded and after having said what needed to be said, Kumajiro slept on his owner's lover's lap.
Mexico squeaked happily and lulled the adorable polar bear to sleep. "You're really lucky, Mattie!" She giggled, settling her head on his broad shoulders as she removed her gloves and curled up to him. Carefully cradling Kumajiro between the small gap between them. She kissed the polar bear's furry white ear and grinned when his ears flickered.
"Why do you say that, Natty?" Canada asked her, kissing her forehead, watching her interact with the little bear. It was endearing to see how much she cared for his
008. Spinning"That sounds stupid!" Little Mexico pouted as she watched America spin in a quick circle; though she did have to admit that America looked funny as he did a complete one-eighty and fell to the ground.
"It's not stupid!" America pouted at her. "You're just a baby because you don't want to try it!!" He yelled at her, pouting again as he stuck out his tounge at her.
Mexico glared at him, also sticking her tounge out at him and stepped up. Outstretching her arms to her sides, Mexico braced herself and quickly turned to the left. She kept going until everything was a blur and her eyes rolled around in their tiny sockets. She shut her eyes closed quickly, so as not to see the blurry enviornment. She shrieked as she lost balance and fell.
America rushed up, but couldn't catch her in time. Mexico winched as she rubbed the spot that she landed on. Her eyes started to water and she lashed out at him. "Dummy!" She shouted at him, hitting him with her good hand. "You broke my arm!"
newNani was driving off to work one day, her mind not on the road ahead, voices swirling around her mind. Her car screeched dreadfully as she stopped. She stepped out and ran around to see the dent, but as she was more concerned at what caused it. There lied a beaten body of a man and she held in her urge to cry out. Quickly as to not waste any time she carefully tried to pick him up, or drag him, into her car. After a few tries she panted and managed. She whimpered at the blood all over him and tried him up. Nani ran into the other side and drove off to the nearest hospital.
Hetalia's WonderlandJapan looked as if he had something on his mind. Then again, when doesn't he? Germany thought to himself, as he stood in front of the two men. Italy, on the other hand, looked as if he had nothing. "Alright, Italy!" He called out, pointing a finger at the brown haired, scrawny man. "If a soldier captures you and forces you to tell them any information, what would you do?" He asked, already knowing Italy's cowardly answer.
"I would just beg for my life and tell them."
"Wrong!" Germany shouted, rolling his blue eyes. He looked over to the black-haired man next to Italy. "What would you do, Japan?" He asked.
"I would tell them 'I'll see what I can do.' which means no." He said, smiling a little.
Germany sighed, slapping his palm to his face. It was gonna be a long day. He looked up and noticed that Italy was gone. "Japan!" He said. "Where did he go?"
"I don't know." Japan shrugged and just stood there. "Would you like some tea?"
Italy yawned a little, he was bored and fr
Couldn't Resist"No waay," Nani was breathless as she looked at her best friend. "Tracy... you're... an angel?" She asked, watching the bright light fade away from the female. She looked up at her.
"Yes," Tracy spoke softly to her, gathering her in her arms. "I'm sorry 've been keping it from you Nani." She spoke against the flesh of her neck.
"Tracy..." Nani whispered, petting Tracy's soft black hair.
"My real name's Tristen," Tracy told her, lightly kissing her neck. She gulped, kissing her neck a little harder. "and I'm- I'm a boy." She nearly choked. "I'm so sorry," Tracy, no, Tristen cried. "I love you." He told her, gathering her in his arms. Nani looked up at Tristen, and she grabbed his face softly.
"Tra- Tristen, I- I-" She stuttered.
"You don't have to love me, Nani-" Tristen spoke to her, but was immediately interrupted with a
"Oh thank God!"
"CUT!!" The director yelled, pissed off.
Two and The Same Ch. 9Chapter 9
I slept in an abandoned house at the edge of the village. The sun was setting and I awoke aching. Six more days. I thought to myself, stretching. I walked out of the house, and through the shadows. The village seemed tense, and more vigilant. I left my things in the house, since no one would go in there. I yawned, and greeted my best friend, the moon. I didn't dare transform into the wolf again, people were still on the lookout for me. In that form, anyway. After half a damn day asleep, I walked around the village. The shops were closed, so that was a tough break. I didn't feel like causing anymore trouble... yet.
I came across a pond, and spotted small goldfish swimming along the edge. Little tadpoles, and a few adult frogs. I grabbed a stick, and crouched down, poking the chubbiest frog. It blinked, then expanded its gland, and hopped along. The stick was long, so I didn't have to move; I poked it again.
I needed to take my mind off things. Like, why were all these deaths o
Past StoriesTitle: Past Stories
Summary: Both Autobots share experience of the past and how they came to be. Turns out both stories are far more interesting than anything else in their life.
Warning: I just read the Drift comic book. It was so epic! But I still have to reread the book to fully understand. Yes I’m that slow, so I won’t put much in Drift’s voice until I fully understand the story. CANONxOC
Word Count: 1,592
If there was one thing that Drift could say, he would want to know more about his friend Snowdew. Of course she has told him that she is a ninja, nothing like him, but served the same purpose. Honor…peace…and love across the galaxy. Drift told her that he is a Cybertronian Knight, though on Earth that is very different. He would consider himself, a samurai in that case. Either way,
Bovine“Everything in moderation,” you used to say--or at least you tried to, in your own jaded methods. Food was locked up in the metal cabinet, your way of saying that I was a pig who knew no self-control. I might as well have been. You always told me that actions spoke louder than words, but I wholeheartedly disagree. For words are language, communication, the one thing that sets us apart from the rest of primal life. Words are what make us human. Words are what propelled us forth through time, what brought about the rise of mankind and his great empire.
When you act, without any explanation, I feel belittled. Insulted. Hurt, because I’d like to think I’m more than just an asinine boar grazing around the meadows. But there’s just no getting through to you.
So I followed your command, as any pet would. I held myself to strict standards--moderation, you said? How’s nothing for moderation? I stopped foraging the pantry. The food remained in place, collectin
Milo's decision. (Part 1 - Intro)The follow-on from my novella 'Something awful'. The first part of which can be found here: http://kurt-jarram.deviantart.com/art/Something-awful-Part-1-415948935
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That kid knows something. I'm sure he does.
I recognised the look in his eyes. That close but distant look. As though he were staring simultaneously at both the air right on front of him and also some deep, endless void.
Terrible really, to see the look in someone so young. The again, though I required different means in order to achieve it, I couldn't have been much older when I first got it.
I first knew it when I saw him there that night. The time when there was a great crowd of them, all lined up outside the green tower. He could see them, that was obvious, and I'll tell you something, I don't envy the poor, little git. I can be pretty sure that he was sober, which means that, unlike me, he can see them all the time. God, I can't even imagine it.
I suppose most people have never seen one, and most of those who say t
I Live for the DayRaw
When Raw returned from commercial the WWE Divas Champion Rachel Jackson, Ruby Revenge, Alicia Fox and Cameron were already in the ring awaiting their opponent, whom they'd been instructed to maim by Stephanie McMahon. Rachel's music died down and was replaced with Problem by Natalia Kills, scoring a pop from the crowd. "And their opponent," Justin Roberts announced as the tattooed Skank the theme belonged to jogged out on stage. "From Santa Ana, California; Mikaela!" The redhead smiled and slapped hands with fans as she made her way down the ramp, but her expression grew solemn when she saw the four Divas who were waiting for her in the ring.
Mikaela climbed onto the ring apron and ducked underneath the second rope, and immediately her opponents advanced on her. The Latina backed into the ropes and the referee stepped between them, demanding they give her some space. Reluctantly they complied, but before the official could call for the bell a familiar voice filled the are
Crash: T.P.O. Chapter 7Chapter 7: Help from the Humans
*After walking the halls, the trio finally arrived at the door to the President's office.*
Coco: Here it goes.
*She knocks the door and a female voice shouts*
Secretary: Who goes there?
Coco: It's the Bandicoots. We are here to see the President. Are you the President?
Secretary: *Opens the door* No, I'm his secretary. The President is inside filling paperwork. Want to come in?
Aku Aku: Yes. We must urgently speak with him if possible.
Secretary: Ok. I'll let him know.
*She gets out a speaker*
Secretary: Mr. President, sir. There's some Bandicoots here to see you. They have something important to talk to you about.
*A man with a blue tux and an Australian flag pin on his shirt walks out to greet them*
President: Greetings. I am the President of Australia.
Coco: Nice to meet you, sir. *Salutes*
President: So what brings you to Australia?
Crash: Woah. (There's methane EVERYWHERE in our oceans. We need you to help us stop the methane companies and get the o
Crash: T.P.O. Chapter 6Chapter 6: The City Island
*The boat was slowly sailing across the water after they had just escaped a massive storm.*
Crash: Woah? (Where are we gonna find food?)
Coco: Good question.
*They look around for the next few hours*
Coco: Ugh, my stomach is killing me!
Aku Aku: Patience. We will find food and shelter soon.
*Suddenly, a nicer looking boat with a moter and other machines pushing it sailed next to them.*
*This new boat had a strange creature. A creature that looked exactly like Cortex, only more kind rather than evil.*
Coco: Who are you? What are you?
Josh: I'm Josh...And I'm a human. I come from the city of Sydney, from a large land known as Australia. What brings you here? And how did you survive that ugly, nasty storm?
Aku Aku: We survived by going to the eye of the hurricane and escaping upward from there. As for why we're here. We are here because we are trying to find and stop the cause of the methane spill.
Josh: Oh, the methane? Ya mean that gross black junk i
Hael NashHael Nash- Is a Harpy demon. At first, she despised Nani Holt. Soon, became friends. They share the same interests. She gets annoyed and prissy at Nani and Natalia's antics. She's open-minded, and doesn't care that Nani's a half-breed. Sarcastic and helpful, younger than Nani, but slightly more mature. Hael enjoys the fun times that she, Nani, and Natalia have together.
Hair: pink, waist length
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