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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
Transformers Movie Version
Summary: It shows that even the toughest and most rude mech has a soft side will get broken easily.
Warning: CanonxHuman. This is a not a request, not a gift, just something~
Word Count: 125
If Crosshairs knew any better than to express his feelings towards Kalli more, he then should of got the message a long time ago to learn his lesson. Humans have feelings! A soft heart that can be easily broken.
He felt so stupid for making such a wrong gesture towards Kalli and very stupid of him to express his feelings more towards his weapons than to his mate.
Now, he is forced to watch Kalli walk out of their relationship, or what was left of it. The paratrooper never felt such a stung in his spark. For always being a jerk and a pain in the skidplate…he has finally felt the hard and tears of his feeli
Lieutenant's True HappinessTitle: Lieutenant’s True Happiness
Transformers Movie Version
Summary: A short description of how Jazz really feels about Alex.
Warning: CanonxHuman. This is a not a request, not a gift, just something~
Word Count: 121
Jazz was always a happy, up beating Autobot. Second in Command of the team he always brought smiles to everyone’s face.
Though his main happiness leans towards his human mate, Alex who has the same characteristics as him though she comes to a smaller size…much smaller size indeed.
He doesn’t care what anyone says about Alex. He just feels she is the right one. If someone tries to come in between their relationship, automatically comes with a pop on their helm.
Jazz has patience for a lot of things, but not with his mate. For that his mate brings him more happiness than he does for himself already.
Not AloneArie pads through Draco's Forest, a large woodland area that separates the main area of Imagina from Avalar and Berk. She stands up and scans the area for anyone or anything dangerous that might harm the people of Imagina.
"I wish someone ELSE would do this." She sighs. "All the other dragons have daylight patrolling duty, although, I guess Lightning, Sunburn, Stormstriker, SD and Frost have different stuff to do, but the others could help." She shakes her head. 'Ah, never mind. The others are day-dragons, they can't stay up all night like I can....I guess it's an Aura Dragon thing...at least...I think so. I wish some others of my kind were here to teach me some of the things that I'm just starting to find out about myself.' She thinks to herself, flashing her blue stripes, which she found out she could a few weeks ago. She sees a flash in the corner of her eye and swiftly turns her head.
"What was that?" She whispers to herself. Thinking, she flashes her blue stripes again. 'There!' S
Chapter TwoA/N: Okay, two things: One, surprise POV! Yay! LOL! Two, for those of you who are picky about knowing your stuff, there's a reason I did some stuff wrong in this. But if you don't know what I'm talking about, carry on!
I took a glance over the fence while I was watering my plants. The sun cast n orange glow on the horizon, telling me it would soon be time to go inside. Something, however, kept me out there, watching.
“You tired, Peter?” someone said rather loudly, and I caught sight of them: two figures wandering along the outskirts of the forest, and what looked like a red wagon being dragged by the second one. They were close enough so that I could hear them, but I couldn’t quite see the second one, since they were standing side-by-side.
“No, I’m fine. Either way, I don’t want to end up in another dumb house, and we’re right next to...a bunch.” As a matter of fact, the kid did look pretty tired now. I could’ve swor
Chapter OneI sat down against a large tree stump, gasping for breath. I had done this so many times, and I still wasn’t used to the difficulty of getting away quickly with only one useful leg. Stupid me, thinking I could get away whilst “Mother” was still awake. Today wouldn’t be a success, and now it would just get harder to sneak away from the wretched old house near the lake.
Maia, another adopted child that currently lived here, was in the bedroom with her laptop, playing some odd game I would have loved to forget playing myself. Ms. Lexton was really catching up, considering I had very literally glued the door shut.
“Peter! What on earth do you think you’re doing?!” she called, running up to me. She started mumbling, and I turned my hearing aids up, just to see if I could hear.
“...told me he has a habit of running away, but gluing the door shut...how does someone even do that?” I barely caught, then quickly turned them back down as she s
Meet the Cast!Alright, before I post the first chapter to my first story on my first day on my first art site thingy, I'd like you guys to get a general idea on how the characters are in the beginning. So, here goes. The format goes like this:
Quote I think suits them
Quick two-or-three-sentence description (probably not..)
Let's get started.
(I truly and honestly don't know. Crap.)
Peter, the main character, is an orphaned child who has a paralyzed leg and is pretty much deaf. But worry not, he isn't a Sue! Hopefully! Well, we'll find out. Anyway, he often runs away and is terrified of heights.
"If you want something done right, do it yourself."
Aunt Matilda is the reason why Peter constantly runs away. She's a greedy, vain young woman who continuously tells anyone who'll listen she's Peter's teacher, and if she convinces them, gains more popularity.
"Knowledge is power."
Maia is a somewhat geeky orphan who is a huge tech whiz. She takes a special interest in Peter, sin
Matthew SierraMatthew "Matsumeda" Sierra- is a regular shape shifting demon. He was adopted by Akane and Derek Sierra. He doesn't know who his parents are. Like his family, he's a live-in servant for the king and his family. His job was assigned to be Nani's caretaker. He's only a few months older than her. He acts like he hates her, but is secretly in love. When they were both children, he told her that he loved her. He's sensitive, and a bit of a loner, at times.
Hair: long black hair that covers his eyes
Profession: Nani's caretaker/ her servant
Identifying Marks: tattoo on his neck
of a unkown symbol
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