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A Never-Ending DreamA Never-ending Dream
Yellow, red, orange, and brown leaves swirled around Feliciano as he walked through the forest near Mr. Roderich’s house. It was early fall so it wasn’t that cold yet, meaning he could still go out without a coat or a scarf. The sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky, gently warming Feliciano up. He smiled softly as he watched the leaves fall to the ground, their flight to the ground appearing like some sort of dance. He spun around with the leaves, entranced by the way they moved. He reached out to touch a scarlet colored leaf, but it flew out of his grasp, causing him to gasp quietly.
The leaf flew off into the woods were a mysterious trail started. Feliciano wasn’t sure he remembered where the trail led to or if he had even explored the trail before. He couldn’t remember if the trail had always been there. He looked back to see Mr. Roderich’s house in plain view, unsure if he would be allowed to trail away. He knew that soon
Enchanted to Meet You"I still don't understand why I have to go." A young boy of ten years pouted as he watched with scolding hazel eyes his foster brother try to fix his emerald green shirt tie. The older teen stuck out his tongue in frustration as he tied and untied the knot, trying to get it right. Once it like he wanted. He straightened up and smiled.
"Perfecto~!" He exclaimed, ignoring the complaint from the younger one. Antonio, the teenager, began to work on his own red shirt tie and walked away. Lovino, the young angry Italian boy, followed him and grabbed onto his black jacket.
"Stop ignoring me and tell me why I have to go to this damn party!" He demanded hotly. With a childish pout placed on his lips, Lovino crossed his arms and glared at Antonio. The Spanish teen looked down at him and sighed. Kneeling down to be at the same level as the Italian, Antonio pursed his lips, searching for the right words to say.
"Listen, Lovi..." He began. "Papa told me that at this party... I will meet my f
Love KillsLove Kills
Armin stared at the ceiling of his new home as he laid in bed. Tears welled up in his eyes as he recalled his memories just like he did every night. He had been sent home because of an devastating accident that caused him to have broken his leg. The day they told him, he tried to convince them that he could still be useful. He tried to do everything physically possible to stay with Eren.
"Go Armin. You're in no shape to continue fighting titans."
"Eren, I don't have to titans! I c-can help with plans! Please, Corporal Smith, believe me!"
Armin clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly, trying to block the thoughts out of his mind. He choked back a sob as he realized that he couldn't. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to hear Eren's voice anymore.
"Armin, you don't have to stay anymore! Go!"
"... Eren, I can't leave. I can't be anywhere else if you-"
"I don't love you."
The blond's body shook with sobs as he remembered looking up at his ex-lover and hearing
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
ATWC's Frost part 1Chapter 1: Do You Want to Build a Snowman?
“I remember my parents telling me this many times as a little kid. There was said to be some type of prophecy saying that one day, the Kingdom of Dreams would have a ruler with a frozen heart that would cast the kingdom into an eternal winter. And the only way to save the kingdom was some type of sacrifice,” narrated a female voice, “For a long time I thought it was just a stupid story people tell to scare each other or just a fairy tale. However, I would learn it was true…and it all began years ago…”
It was a cold late evening as a group of men have already arrived to a frozen lake to make some blocks of ice before nightfall to sale to the kingdom below as they started to sing.
The men: Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining
All of the men continued working on making the blocks of ice including a
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
Smiling and Thinking of You
Smiling and Thinking of You
A loud commotion could be heard through the empty halls of where the G8 meeting was being held. Many people were speaking or rather yelling at each other. Or some weren't paying any attention to the ruckus.
For example, Italy Veneziano.
The Italian man was doodling on a scrap piece of paper and found himself thinking about pasta. He drew a bowl of pasta with steam coming off of it and colored in the sauce with red pen. Then he found his thoughts lingering on other things...
Tomatoes... Hmmm Fratello said Spain brought tomatoes from Messico.... Mmm... Messico... Italy thought and smiled. His thoughts rested on the Mexican woman and stayed there until his brother yelled at him.
"What the hell are smiling about?" Romano growled and shot a glare at him. Italy snapped out of his dreamy faze and looked at his brother. He gave him a sheepish smile.
"Mi dispiace... I got caught up in my thoughts..." Well, at least it wasn't a lie....
Romano rolled his eyes an
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