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The Red CravingOne evening, Fionna was going for a walk in the woods. It was a warm evening, and she needed to get some exercise.
Later, she got tired of walking, so she sat under a tree to relax. She was just about to close her eyes when someone popped out of the tree.
"HISSSS!" It was Marshall Lee, the vampire king. Fionna wasn't scared of him, because she was used to his scare tactics.
"Get down from there, you naughty boy," she scolded playfully. Marshall was a very mischievous vampire. He laughed and floated down next to her.
"So what brings you here?" he asked.
"Oh, just chilling," answered Fionna.
"Me too," agreed Marshall Lee. He smiled, because he had a bit of a crush on Fionna, even though she was a human.
Marshall tugged at Fionna's white bunny-eared hat. "Why do you always wear this hat? I barely get to see your pretty blond hair."
"It's not that pretty," said Fionna. She took off her hat and Marshall could tell that she was definitely having a bad hair day.
"I could fix it for you if you
Horrible Heat: A Snace StoryIt was a very hot day in the city of Townsville, where Ace, the leader of the vicious Gangreen Gang, was laying on the couch indoors with a broken leg. Since he couldn't go anywhere due to his injury, he was sweating a lot. He desperately tried to get the fan to blow some cold air on him.
"Ohhhh..." Ace moaned painfully.
"Ssso how exactly did thisss happen again?" asked Snake, another gang member. Since he was cold-blooded, Snake didn't mind the heat as much. He was holding a bag of ice on Ace's sweaty chest, trying to cool him down.
Ace gasped out, "I was running away from the Powerpuffs," (due to Ace's thick accent, it sounded like "Powapuffs"), "and Big Billy tripped on the blacktop and fell on my leg."
"Yowch. That'sss gotta hurt," Snake cringed. He looked at the cast on Ace's left leg. His leg was completely broken from the knee down. Every gang member had signed the cast.
"I don't know how long I'm gonna be like this," Ace panted. "I just wish I could get away from this stupid he
Buttercup's DreamOne night, in a hotel room in a big city, superhero turned rock star Buttercup Utonium (also known by her stage name, Belladonna) was having trouble falling asleep. She kept thrashing and groaning. It was her "time of the month", and her belly was bothering her.
Meanwhile, her boyfriend and former enemy, Ace Copular, rock star and leader of the vicious Gangreen Gang, was trying to comfort her. 8 years ago, Ace used to hate Buttercup, but now he was deeply in love with her (although the age difference made it a bit awkward).
"Still having tummy troubles, toots?" asked Ace. He gently rubbed Buttercup's belly, trying to ease her pain.
"Ugh, I feel so crampy and bloated," groaned Buttercup. She had taken painkillers and ate some chocolate earlier, but now she wasn't sure if they were working.
"It's okay. Every girl goes through this. You'll be fine, sweetie," said Ace in a calm voice. He knew all he needed to know about what Buttercup was going through. After all, he used to date Sna
A Day At The BeachIt was a very hot day in the city of Townsville, where Ace, the leader of the Gangreen Gang, was planning on going to the beach with his friend Snake.
Ace was trying on his new swim trunks, checking out his reflection in the mirror. They were dark blue with orange flames on them.
One had to admit, he did look great- for an evil mutant, anyway. He smiled a razor-sharp grin and flexed his muscles. He'd been working out quite a bit, which caused him to gain a nice ottermode body. He even got his chest waxed, and he couldn't wait to show it off.
"Wait until the ladies see me!" Ace said to himself in his thick Brooklyn accent. He picked up his cell phone and called Snake.
"Hey Snake, you ready yet? I want you to see my new swimsuit!" Ace said into the phone.
"I'll be right there, bosss," hissed Snake.
When Snake showed up, Ace struck a pose and showed off his new swim trunks. "Well, how do I look?"
Snake stared at Ace, wide-eyed with his mouth open. He began to blush very darkly. He slapped
Alvin and Brittany's Movie DateOne evening, Brittany Miller was at her boyfriend Alvin Seville's house. They were going to watch a scary vampire movie on TV that night.
"Are you sure this isn't too scary for you?" asked Alvin.
"I think I can handle it," said Brittany.
Alvin went to the kitchen and got two bowls of popcorn and two glasses of soda. He flopped down on the couch next to Brittany and flipped on the TV. The movie was just about to start.
"I heard this is really scary, but it got good reviews," said Brittany.
The movie began. An attractive-looking vampire woman was seducing a young man who had wandered into her castle.
Brittany recognized the actress. "Ooh, she's pretty," she gushed.
"Pretty deadly is more like it," said Alvin, completely unfazed. He gulped down his soda.
The movie continued. The vampire woman could tell that the young man looked uneasy, so she began to hypnotize him. Her eyes glowed red eerily. Brittany shivered.
Alvin began to feel uncomfortable. He fidgeted in his seat. "I have to go to
Simon's Sickness part 2Simon's strep throat got even worse as time went on. Tears were streaming down his face from the pain that his throat and stomach were giving him.
"Aaagh!" he cried. The poor little guy couldn't take it anymore. No (chipmunk) kid should have to go through this pain.
Dave walked in the room and brought Simon his medicine and some vegetable soup (chipmunks are herbivores). He tried to get Simon to calm down and stop crying. He said that Simon would be completely better in about 2 or 3 days, and to avoid spicy and acidic foods because they could hurt his throat. Simon also tried his best to stay clean to avoid getting sicker.
Simon sniffled. "I... can't *hack* lose my voice, Dave. I'm a singer... I need my voice." Simon's strong, clear voice was now a croaky whisper.
"Don't worry. You'll be okay as long as you don't strain it," explained Dave.
After Dave left the room, Simon tried to think of ways to comfort himself. He grabbed Theodore's teddy bear and hugged it to his sore stomach. Theo
Simon's Sickness part 1One morning at Thomas Edison Elementary school, the Chipmunks were in gym class together. They were running laps around the gym, but Simon wasn't feeling very well. He didn't tell anyone though, because he didn't want to miss school.
Simon stopped running and went over to a corner, moaning and clutching at his stomach. He gave a few painful-sounding coughs.
Alvin rushed over to his brother. "Simon, what's wrong?" he asked. Theodore ran over too.
"I... don't feel so good..." Simon groaned. His voice was barely a whisper.
"Come on, we're taking you to the nurse," said Theodore.
"But what... about my math test *hack hack cough* next period?" Simon asked. Someone of his intellect couldn't afford to fail.
"Your health is more important. Besides, you can't concentrate if you're not feeling well," said Theodore.
"And you're obviously in terrible pain," said Alvin.
Alvin and Theodore got permission from the gym teacher to take Simon to the nurse. They both wondered what was wrong with their br
Knighted BearTwo girls, But plenty a difference.
Caroline the Duchesses daughter had a record of being cruel.
Just a little girl, Unable to make her own rule.
Tickled herself silly over causing a servants fickle.
Her parents adorned her with stuffed animals
That she would add to her ever growing hoard
Loud and obnoxiously she'd wrap and pour shrouds of tea around their crimson jewel engraved and carefully chosen fur.
Mouths locked the animals silently swore, Looks tattered and brown stains drooled as they continued to splatter the floor.
Fur out of fur was thrown out, rows and more in tow, the animals disappeared for more to appear in the same place to suffer the same drenched and quenched
or ripped and picked.
Parents replaced the beautiful stuffings, without a single glare or harm of a hair.
Bree, A poor sheepowners daughter, The family didn't have much of their own to keep being almost dirt cheap.
One day the mother of this young girl made enough money for thread and used a sheeps fur to a
The Cookie JarI have it in my sights.
I see it in all of its glory.
The greatest treasure in all the lands.
It has been a perilous journey.
I had to climb down the zigzagged mountain of death.
Climb the giant gates of hell.
Finally I am here.
At the bottom of the giant ice mountain.
First I must open the secret door by using all of mans strength.
Then I must climb the shelves filled with many potions and poisons.
Finally, I have it. The treasure is mine.
I grab it and begin back down the mountain.
My foot slips. I knock a jar of red death.
It falls and smashes into the ground.
The monster now knows I'm here.
I hear its powerful footsteps approaching.
There she is. The Beast.
Her eyes made of fire staring into my soul.
She roars her mighty roar.
She grabs me and takes the treasure.
She then puts my back in my cot and leaves to hide the treasure.
One day... I will taste glory.
I will taste one of those cookies.
I will beat you mother!
Someone SpecialHatarakou and I went to a swimming pool today. Looking at various of people playing in the water, a swimmer caught my eyes. I pointed at him so that Hatarakou will know what I'm going to talk about.
"That man can swim well. Do you think he can be someone special soon?" I asked him. Simply smiling happily.
"I don't know," he answered short. Watching the man swimming.
"Do you want to be a special person?" I think he wanted to be one. Everyone wants to be special!
"It's not like I can be one," he answered while drinking a cold drink in his hand. He seems to have less spirit than usual. I wanted to cheer him up!
"That's not true! You're special in my eyes. Everyone that I met is very special!" I told him that he is special like everyone else that I met in my entire life. I can see the future! He will say something like 'That is a personal opinion,' and I will backfire him with something wonderful.
"That's..." he said and I cut his sentence.
"What does it matters if it is a personal opinion
Gone Clones Arrive With Good Times Attachedeyes tight
to the count
here I come
ready or not
you open them
the old folks
black leaf gloss
ecstasy of rose
at april 4
A sliver blood
U R B side U R self
your mouth words
past full level
your mouth words
are brimming with
a sunny noise
in a purple dark
What's Up?The ceiling is always up,
and the lights and wiring too,
If it comes down, I'll be sure to let you know.
I'll say "Oh! The school's fallen down!
Now where do they want us to go?
The sky is still up,
but the ceiling is now down,
Oh, gosh, what if Chicken Little comes
to tell us the sky is falling on the town?
Wouldn't that be blue?
Nothing is up,
everything is down,
but the world's a circle,
so down may be up,
and up may be down.
Maybe some will stand on their heads,
and claim the new up to be the ground,
And the rest will be amazed.
Me? What will I do?
I'll just go sideways.
A teddy bearonce upon a time their was a teddy bear
with ivory teeth and scarlet hair.
he lived in a house of rich boy and man
who would all ways keep their spare cans.
The boy played with the bear each day and night
and kept him close when had fright.
The bear was so happy and filled with glee
so much so he didn't see.
the boy grew older and the man died
yet the boy did not cry.
the boy began to want more and more
he sold his dads cans
as well as his pots and pans.
he sold everything he had
the money made him so glad.
till one day only one thing remained
his best buddie had stayed.
he took his old bear
and shaved off his hair
he took out his ivory teeth with glee
the bear screamed in fear, why hadnt he seen.
the boy now a mad man
had finished this plan.
selling the stuff
without a puff.
so there lied the bear
siting in an old chair.
with only his shoes
his old friend had forgotten so drunk with booze.
a stormy night came one day
and the man wanted more to pay.
I just can't seem to care.I'm drowning in the air,
But I know you just don't care,
I'm finding it hard to breath,
Wish I knew what I mean to me.
You're driving me up the wall,
I'm slowly dyin' from the inside out,
You tell me I'm worth it,
An' I tell you I'm not,
'Cause I see the lie in your eyes,
I give up on truth,
So sink to bottle,
And then walk through the door.
FIOLEE: Love in the clouds Pag. 3FIOLEE: Love in the clouds
El vampiro tomó a la rubia en sus brazos, subió, la puso en su cama, la arropó y cuando estaba a punto de irse, la humana lo tomó del brazo y dijo
Fi: No me dejes sola
Ml: Fi, no puedo…
Fi: Por favor_ el vampiro al escuchar la suplica de su amada se recostó a su lado y se durmió en cuestión de segundos al igual que Fiona.
Marshall se empezó a despertar y no por que quisiera si no porque sentía una presión en su pecho y un movimiento a su lado, al abrir sus ojos por completo vió a Fiona recargada en su pecho dormida, le beso la frente y luego se paro lentamente para no despertarla y se fue abajo a comer algo.
Me desperté y me acordé lo que había hecho ayer…
Ml: Creo que tienes sueño_ Fiona solo asintió con la cabeza_ bueno te llevo a tu habitación_
El vampiro tomó a la rubia en
It AwokeThat place
In which desert welcomed spring
Calm and understanding
Drank her tears dry
Midnight forest opened to a whisper
And answered in kind
And chains broke as well
By that lake a church burnt to the ground
I heard the dead birds’ singing that morning
The doors locked
But the dawning sun
Would freeze the breath’s shining
Hold it dear
Keep it forever that winter’s eve
Cute chipmunk poemThere is nothing quite as sweet
As your big, chubby cheeks
Or your cute, shiny teeth.
I also love your twitchy little nose
And I just want to tickle your tiny little toes.
I think every time I give you a hug
You're really sweet,
Which is why you're my love.
I love it when I give you a kiss.
You're someone I don't want to miss.
My love for you shouldn't have to hurry.
I love you because you're soft and furry.
I really can't stand when we're apart.
When you kiss my lips, you melt my heart.
I will love you forever. XOXO
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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