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the worst feelingThe worst feeling is that feeling when I catch you not looking at me. The worst feeling is seeing you completely happy without me. I see your normal smiling face laughing with your friends but the thing missing is me beside you. I miss your smile leaning toward me instead, holding your undivided attention. I miss your poke when you wanted me to hug you or just as a greeting. I miss my best friend. I miss you. Sometimes, I think I’m alright, that I’ll keep managing to live normally but you’ve tainted every single part of my life and I can’t ever stop thinking about you. Everything reminds me in some obscure way about something about your life. I’m going to miss you the most when you’ve moved on. When someone else has that quality that I didn’t have and that will make all of the difference in the world. It will be that day that I will have lost my best friend forever because you’ll be her best friend. Not mine. I miss your family who was my
welp“Dorian, wake up,” hissed December.
She roughly shook his shoulder which caused him to stir.
“What is it?” he asked drowsily.
“I don’t think we are alone,” December said, her voice quiet.
Dorian sat up quickly, his hand on his weapon.
“I don’t hear anything,” he said softly.
His steady gaze revolved around their surroundings but nothing stirred-literally nothing stirred. It was eerie with no sound filling their ears. December’s fingers still rested on Dorian’s arm but she seemed not to notice. Her hawkish gaze scanned the perimeter but her fingers began to turn icy. She had completely zoned him out. The air dropped ten degrees which might have been explained by her father’s lineage.
“December,” he began, but she put a thin finger to her lips.
Dorian remembered sharply the memory of that blind boy that he had found out later was Decie’s brother. He ha
The Retrieval Team-7The Retrieval Team-7
The rattling of the vehicle could not have felt terribly good against the pale girl who had been bundled and pressed up against one of the windows.
Whether they meant to or not, the teens had slid as far away from her as possible. Phaedra had forbidden anyone to touch her bare skin. After seeing what the girl had done to the snake, maybe it was for the best…
“If Thanatos was her dad,” began Mae. The girl stirred briefly. “Wouldn’t she have a mother as well?”
“Maybe her mother died,” suggested Meredith. The spunky redhead’s eyes narrowed as she gazed at the forlorn looking creature in the back seat.
“Maybe she killed her,” said Max.
The entire car went silent.
“Way to brighten things up, Maxxie,” drawled Alex sarcastically.
She shrugged slightly apologetic.
“What?” she asked. “We were all thinking it…”
60. Rejection60. Rejection
Decie combed back her platinum bob and smiled falsely at the waiter across the room. Her mission? Get a keycard from one of the staff and get through the door on the third floor. Hopefully, Agent Jackson’s intel would be useful. Otherwise, she would have owrds with him unless she never made it back. That was also a possibility.
“Babe, tell them about the trip to Jamaica,” laughed Jason. He was playing his part well, thought Decie, while she noticed the people surrounding them, turn their attention to her. Acting bored wasn’t hard to do. Swirling the edges of her bob around her fingers and chewing her lip, Decie sighed.
“What, da’ling?” she asked, using her Americanized accent.
“Nevermind,” sighed Jason, returning to his conversation.
“Excuse me, da’ling,” interrupted Decie, leaving the table. Drifting closer to the waiter, she smiled flirtatiously and slipped past him.
The Darkness Pressing In-part 13. Dark
Hlynn watched the light of the fire dim. She was the last one to be stuck beside the dying fire. Most of the children and teens had left to their cabins or begun playing Frisbee by the lake. She shook her head violently as a sudden buzzing in her ears sounded. It was disorienting to have so many things surrounding her. The dying firelight made her Epilepsy bracelet glint, reminding her of what used to happen whenever sunlight hit her eyes wrong. She had not felt this sick since the day of her last attack. Scowling in the darkness, Hlynn watched the bracelet which had been kept on merely as a reminder of her old life. She hadn’t really liked the bracelet while she had been suffering from her illness but it calmed her now to remember back in the days when she hadn’t been a huntress. The buzzing in her brain continued. Frowning darkly, Hlynn rose to her feet only to see everything swim in front of her eyes. She could feel the familiar feeling of her Epileptic att
the one where she almost succeeds3. Light
Mae squinted into the darkness of the room and felt the hairs on her neck rise with the growing apprehension that she was going to not like whatever was down there. Her bow and arrows seemed useless if she couldn’t see. Her fingers tightened around the hilt of the bow as she took a hesitant step forward. A vine snaked its way up the stairs, making a slithering noise. Mae picked up almost instantly on the noise but could not determine where it was coming from until too late. She let out a small squeal as it wrapped around her ankle and jerked her down quickly into the darkness. She plunged her hand outwards as a bright shaft of light lit up the small basement. Her eyes widened.
Maybe making it light wasn’t the best solution…
A towering thing hissed and lunged at her. The brief stint of sunlight that she had wielded faded until she was cast into an even greater darkness.
But that thing could still see. Again, she felt her palms burn with the
The Retrieval Team-6The Retrieval Team-6
“The ground stopped shaking,” said Meredith.
“No, duh,” replied Mae, her nerves making her a pain in the butt.
“Mae,” said Phaedra, her voice oddly still and quiet.
“Yeah?” she replied, turning her attention to the window. The stillness outside scared her to death. What was going on?
“Don’t turn around, just duck,” she said.
Mae ducked and rolled to the side while something heavy struck the floor where she just was. The room spun with the swirling candlelight and the flashing of the demigods weapons. What looked like a thick snake swirled its gruesome head around and slammed into Mae’s mid-section. The air was knocked out of her, but Max leapt upon the thing’s neck and shoved her plumbata roughly downward through its neck. It lit the room with a scream and thrashed itself around, successfully throwing Max off into the wall. Alex and Giovanni began strik
It was supposed to be fun. That’s what the Hephaestus kids had said.
Mae was going to have some words with Addison about what he considered “fun” when she got out-if she ever got out.
The haunted house was beyond creepy. It was like having the Stoll twins all over the place. Already, the largest spider that Mae had ever seen had dropped from the ceiling, scaring her into the point of frenzy. She was fairly certain that the Hephaestus kids weren’t going to like her slashing a huge gash into the spider’s leg.
Her foot stepped onto a trick panel, shoving her violently forward. She was startled by a loud scream until she realized that it issued out of her own mouth. A fairly brisk breeze tossed her long braids behind her while she fell.
Mae hit the water before she could cry out for the second time. The haunted house must have had some sort of sensor to what people hated and built itself around the person
The Brooklyn Patrol“Pocket the darn thing and let’s go,” ordered Julia.
Her nerves were getting the best of her as she glanced around the abandoned alley way.
Michael reached down to touch the amulet again.
It scared her that there had been more attacks recently on people. The Nome could only do so much. Apparently, protecting innocent bystanders was not one of them.
“I don’t think that the Nome is protecting the citizens very well,” complained Julia, twisting the snake piercings with her tongue.
Michael flashed her a look, and she remembered with a guilty start that Michael’s father worked for the House of Life.
“Why are there so many more attacks?” asked Alyssa, coming from behind the trashcans where she had been investigating. The trail of blood snaked all through the alleyway, leaving a gruesome scene.
For once, Julia was not glad to be on the team of patrol.
The House of Life had been nearly
Swampy murky water, continuation
Note, no there is no waccum machines in this universe but... Well don’t ask why Fall compares something to a waccum machine e___e
Also this doesn’t take up exactly where the other story left. After their first meeting Flower demanded to see him more and when she got tired of waiting she decided to search for him herself.
Why did she always have to get herself into trouble? Sure it was cute that she had tried looking for him on her own but it was also highly dangerous... Why hadn’t she listened when he had told her to wait for him... He sighed and continued looking around the swamp... Her whole village had been starting to look for her so he kept himself well hidden and out in the deeper waters...
Fall continued swimming further and further out the swamp, where could she be? She wasn’t in the swamp that was for sure, and she wasn’t in her village since they were looking for her... Maybe the current had taken her and her boat?
The currents was kinda
MLP: In For a Spell
Passing into the Golden City of Tambelon through the Northern Gates in their little red and green open carriage, the little filly Candy Apple and her mother Cheerilee sit close together as they enjoy their usual morning ride to Tambelon Elementary School...to take part in another fine day of learner and teaching. Even as it is only half an hour until eight, the loving mother and her precious daughter are always keen to arriving early for a bright and beautiful start.
Candy's smile brightens when she turns her attention to the many citizens of the glorious golden city already up and about, heading straight for work, jogging on the sidewalk, or just enjoying the warm spring morning that the weather pegasai in Cumulai above are working hard to maintain. It is always a pleasant sight to see the the various creatures, pony and otherwise, working together in friendship and harmony.
"It's always so pretty here, Mama...as well as busy..." Candy express
'Don't cry, Punzie.' - Jackunzel OneshotRapunzel lay in her double bed, the hazy afternoon sun beating through the cracks in the black out blinds, casting patterns across the room and Rapunzel's porcelain skin. The teenage girl had nothing but a pair of playful underwear on and her boyfriend - Jack's - blue jumper covering her skinny torso, and half of her thighs. It was perfect, no noise was heard throughout the entire house. Her parents were busy people and had gone out, leaving Punz alone for the day. Normally, people in relationships would of invited their other halves over for a romantic session alone. But not Rapunzel. This teenage girl like peace of mind, she liked being alone to give her time to think about anything she pleased. The blonde haired girl felt bad for not inviting Frost over, as they hardly got to see each other whilst in school putting into consideration both of their contradictory status', and Rapunzel's anxiety. But there was something deep inside her, buried within her chest which relaxed her. Curlin
Pennies clanked onto the cemented floor of the telephone booth as the nervous teen's fingers searched anxiously through his wallet, not realizing the dimes, nickels, and dollar bills that had he had dropped.
Firey looked desperately, as a bit of sweat rolled down his face, until finally he pulled out a quarter, rushing as he stuffed it into the slot of the Payphone.
He dialed in the numbers, mumbling to himself.
Picking up the phone with his right hand, he stuck his lefty in the pocket of his jacket, waiting for her to pick up the phone.
"Come on, Firey. You can do this. Be a man," he told himself as he waited, realizing how unusually wet the palms of his hands were.
Some sort of heat-resistance defect he had from birth never let moisture really get on the outside of his body without burning up into steam.
A sobbing female voice could b
Love Hexagon 10: Heart and Soul3 Days Earlier…
"I'm just saying," Amy says as she is having a conversation with Cream and Tikal in front of her opened locker, "I think the school should also have some vegetarian and vegan courses. I mean, we can't always have meat and greasy fast food every day. That's just disgusting."
"Yeah, I couldn't agree with you more," Tikal remarks, "I've been a vegan for almost five years and I can't stand the cafeteria food anymore. Plus, I'm looking forward to share some of my favorite recipes to the school, like my tofu dumplings and veggie stir-fry."
Cream makes eye-contact with the eco-friendly female, "I actually liked your tofu dumplings. I don't know why your boyfriend made such a big fuss about it."
Tikal chuckles and shrugs, "Well, you know my Knuxie. He's a carnivore jock; he has to have 'real' protein in his system in order to play football."
Amy giggles back, "If you're a vegan and he's a carnivore, then why did you two date?"
"Opposites attract. Also, that's some
The Key to the Past part 4Chapter 3: The Attack
Outside of Moonlight town, a blue/yellow van with flames and a raccoon symbol on the sides was driving on the dirty road as a certain raccoon, King of Knights, and two childhood friends were inside.
At the wheel was a male pink hippo wearing black goggles, a red mark with flames on top of them, a white scarf, a bright blue short sleeve shirt, a brown belt, red finger gloves with strings hanging off of them, a red boots with flames on them. His name was Murray.
At the computer inside the van was a male green turtle in a wheelchair and was wearing glasses, a safari hat with some pens and pencils being held by the band, bulletproof vest, along with a grey button-up shirt underneath his vest, grey gloves, and shoes. His name was Bentley.
Bentley frowned a bit as Sly had explained what had happen while Saber (Now wearing her hair in a ponytail and was wearing a black tuxedo suite, shirt, tie, shoes, and gloves to make sure she didn’t stand out) was looking
MLP: Stripes and Spots
To the southeastern area of the beautiful and prosperous Kingdom Island of Tambelon, rests the grassy Scaly Spring Hills where the meadows and hills scale high as a dragon may fly. With flowers all in bloom during this warm, spring season...the dragons and changelings that make their homes here relax and enjoy all that is before them.
Cool waters within the great lakes rest in the center of it all, and most come to either drink or to bathe. As the dragons beat their mighty wings, the green blades of grass flow in a rhythmic pattern that resemble the waves of the mighty ocean surrounding Tambelon. With so much to see on the outside, along with the crystal caverns within the hills themselves, it is a perfect day to enjoy the weather and the good company of good friends.
But other than the usual activities that occur around this area that is but one of many paradises found within this prosperous Kingdom, today is where a large group of Cutie Mark
An Apple A Day: MLP Vore StoryWarning: Shrinking Ponies, and non-fatal Big Mac vore Eeeyup
It was the beginning of spring in Ponyville the trees had began to grow as well as the apples on the Apples farm Celestia had already started to set the sun and Luna had began to raise the moon to a beautiful star lit night.
Applejack walked into the house sweating from apple bucking for hours AJ used her hat to fan herself and she was joined by Big Mac her big brother a very large and string red stallion he was cracking his stiff neck from the hard work him and AJ had finished, Applejack and Big Mac walked into there living room they both sacked out on the couch sitting beside each other Applebloom the little yellow filly with a pink bow in her mane walked in propping her older siblings back hooves up on the snack table and placing pillows behind there heads "Ah thanks Applebloom," Big Mac complimented in his deep ton
"yeah thanks sugar cub," Applejack added in the tired ponies relaxed already feeling sleepy just re
Far From Home- Part 15 A Friend for a Friend“You know, you’re only making this worst for yourself,” sneered the scientist, strapping the spaceman’s arms and legs to a table. “Just tell me what I want to know, and I’ll release you.”
TrueMU squirmed and tried to kick the scientist, but only one leg was free and within a moment that too was held down with thick leather straps. In the cage, Jerome was watching the scene with fury and fear, but kept his mouth shut all the same. He didn’t want his other friends ending up like them.
It had been nearly two days since Lalna betrayed TrueMU and threw in the cage with Jerome. It had been mostly quiet, besides the daily visits for food, when the two would shout and snarl at the scientist to set them free. Today, Lalna came down, but this time without food, and began bombarding them with questions. At first he was polite and friendly but when the captives refused to answer him he grew angry and threatened them. When that didn’t work he de
Claudia wrinkled her nose.
"Jami," she began.
The two had gone to a very nice restaurant in order to celebrate two years of being together.
"Maybe," Jamison replied innocently He kept his blue eyes averted as he cut his teak. There was a long pause. Jamison finally got the courage to look up. Claudia had forgone eating and was currently glaring at him. She cleared her throat.
"Jamison, I don't seem to recall ordering your least favorite food on our two year anniversary."
He gave her a cheeky grin.
"Just keep digging around," he said. "I bet you'll find something you'll like."
Claudia harrumphed loudly and took a drink of water.
"I really doubt that," she muttered rebelliously. Jami waited patiently while he sipped his wine. When he heard a faint squeak, he glanced up. Claudia's hands had flown over her mouth as she stared down at the plate.
"What is it, babe?" asked Jamison, feigning surprise.
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