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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
Boom ClapThe clack of Rachel's heels were heard throughout the entire first floor of the house as she instructed the caterers and the waiters on what the plan for the night was. As she left the kitchen and walked through the dining room, she made her way to the living room where Alex stood, admiring the gold record hung on the wall for his band's single that sold exceptionally well. Rachel smiled. Towards the end of his WWE tenure, Alex never smiled like this. She was happy he was finally doing something he loved. "Everyone should be getting here in like an hour, babe." She said, breaking him out of his trance.
He turned around and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for a kiss. "I couldn't have done this without you. The band wouldn't be where they're at without you." He said pulling his lips off hers.
Rachel blushed. She recalled them having the conversation in some beat up motel room in Texas about him renewing his WWE contract or not. She'd advised against it. He wasn't happy and he
Rant 2: My Little PonyRant 2
My Little Pony Friendship is Magic
So, I've been waiting to show my inner hatred for this show. So, *cough cough* let's get to it :3.
The show has waaaay too many seasons in it, to be honest. The main character, Twilight Sparkle, is basically a Mary Sue pony. Rarity just cares about fashion. Apple Jack is... eh... Pinkie Pie has gotten way too many creepy things happening to her (aka Cupcakes). Fluttershy is like, the only character who cares for others. Rainbow Dash just is.... no.... just... NO.
A lot of people just recolor the ponies and make them in pony generators and they say: Art is mine!!!11!!
I mean seriously? And it's gotten to be a musical and not like, an actual series. It's gotten so boring. Equestria Girls ruined the whole thing for me. And now Hasbro is making a 'Rainbow Rocks' thing. They name everything after RD. I just can't. *laughs*
The people in that fanbase are dumb (no offence). They just got sucked into the show, and they got brainwashed! I'm happy that I
Trapped in Amnesia with YouTubersChapter 11:
The group, although they agreed to never split up, split up at two corridors. Stephano, Shooting Star, Patrick, Ty, Simon, and Lewis ran down the right corridor, while Sky, Jason, Duncan, Pewds, Mr. Chair, Piggeh and Rosie rand down the left one.
Hey guys, TheDiamondLucario here to let you all know that the rest of this chapter will be with Stephano's group, then the next chapter will be Rosie's group in the next, and so on until they all meet back up again. Thanks and enjoy the rest of the story!
Yes, now....CONTINUE WITH THE DAMN STORY!
"Come back here!" One of the Squid ponies yells.
"NOOOOOOPE!!!" Everyone yelled back, continuing to run down the long corridor, when it suddenly came to a dead end.
"Ohhhhh crap!" Lewis sighed, pawing at the wall, starting to panic.
"There they are!" The Squid ponies growl, panting. Stephano stood forward, pulling his sword out w
Rant 1: Sonic OC'sRant 1:
Sonic Original Characters
Okay, a person had to do this, so I did. So let's get to the rant. I absolutely hate Sonic 'original' characters. Sonic isn't a game meant for people to make characters out of them. I hate the fandom, but I was a fan, until it just got boring. People make Sonic OC's every second of the day. How would you feel if you had everyone buzzing around saying, "Check out my original character, Harry the Hedgehog!" or steal a Warrior cats name like, "Check out this! He's Scourge the Hedgehog!" Seriously? Why would people want to steal a Warriors name for a dumb hedgehog? It is just a game meant for rolling around and stuff.... people should not make Sonic OC's for the sake of their sanity. They could make uncomfortable things happen to Sonic (ie: sexual themes) and people won't want to play anymore.
Why am I still alive? Why am I still on this earth? Why does no one care?
What makes me so unlovable? What makes people hate me so much? What can I do to be excepted in this hell we call life?
How do I get everyone to except me? How do I except myself?
It's these questions that puzzle me, that keep me up at night, that drag my spirit down, down, down into oblivion. The hows, the whats, the whys. They all blur together to create one big, crushing ball of confusion and loathing.
It's these great unanswerable questions that kill me inside, I've tried ignoring them; it doesn't work. I've tried answering them; I can't find the answers.
I've always wondered why we all care about little things like this, why we all let it get to us. But now I know, I know we can't help it. It's the power of suggestion, when one person says something, whether it's true or not, we believe it. We can't help that our brains are wired like that, we're all just self loathing robots awaiting our deat
MoreOnce there lived two generals,
one said, “99 percent.”
The other, “98 percent.”
among the people of their land, some
began preaching of God’s hand. “He
shall bless me if I follow General Sal,”
one religious man spoke.
“& I shall fallow General Xan,”
spoke a different man.
“Because God blesseth those…
Only those who follow, of God!”
The village peoppe ported way,
for separation was the warriors notion.
War between the peoples,
then came. Sultry deities
brought terror to the land.
The 98% of General Xan floated down
Subsequently, God asked Sal to lower to 96%
Two God’s were thrashing,
Until the ocean swept them
away beyond their epoch,
& dogmatic sulking sun of noir.
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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