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Super Gas Sisters Brawl Part 9.As Toadette and Starlow groggily made their way downstairs to the kitchen, Luigi looked over his shoulder and noticed they seemed to be exhausted.
"Woah what's wrong with you two?" Luigi asked, "You guys look like you haven't slept."
"Don't worry." Starlow started off.
"We didn't." Toadette finished.
Luigi tilted his head in confusion initially l, then went back to cooking up the food. Toadette and Starlow passed by the living room where the portly red shirted plumber sat. Mario was peppy as he always is, even if he's just sitting down on the couch watching Cake Boss.
"Hey Mario..." Toadette groaned out. Mario looked over to see who was saying hello to him and as soon as he did a look of worry was slapped on his face.
"Girls! What happened to ya? Didn't you get any sleep?!"
"Of course not," Starlow scoffed.
"Your little 'guests' kept us up all night," Toadette said, yawning afterward.
For a second, Mario hesitated on realizing whom they were talking about. Then it hit him as he heard a
(OLD) Zarian's AdventureOne day a young boy, named Zarian Christopher Vellifor, had a dream. He wanted to become the first 12-½ year old to make a laptop computer. Zarian had this dream since he was 5 and he couldn’t wait any longer for it to happen.
So the next day, with his friends Markus and Garret, his twin sister Zanea K. Vellifor and her friend Marisa, and their 12-year old brother Timothy S. Vellifor and his friend Robert, who were the youngest, the sevensome went to a junkyard, called the Technoyard, to find some useful items.
“The password is ‘Technoyard’ backwards,” said Marisa to Robbie.
“Drayonhcet!” commanded Robbie. The gate to the Technoyard opened.
Zarian suggested that instead of searching like maniacs that they should make groups and stay together in those groups. Then, everyone started searching like mad in the groups they made!
Zanea and Marisa were the group Marineas, Zarian and Garret were the group Garians, and Robbie, Markus, and Timmy w
A Slip of Wind Under a Watchful EyeIt was a peaceful day much like any other; the sun glistened in the sky while the activity on the ground was very lively. Amongst the crowd is Skunketta on her way to see her friend Chloe. She was very peppy and excited to see her friend once again as she had something very fun that she planned for the two of them, a sleepover party of course! She couldn't wait to throw another one. She had pretty fond memories of the one she had with Chloe and Katy oh so many years ago but she figured that she might as well have another sleepover. Although quite a ways behind her was a certain someone that would soon make an unplanned visit to the Skunk girl's party.
Skunketta eventually reached Chloe's house giddy and excited. She knocked on the door and was let in by the teen. Meanwhile, there was a rustling of bushes that could be heard across the house. Behind them were two girls snickering to themselves.
"...so I have to find this Skunketta?"
"Yes that's right."
"Uh...who's she again?"
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)
"What am I?"
Not who, but what.
"A doll. I made you."
You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes.
"Why did you make me?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring you to life.
"Who are you?" you now ask, taking in the features of your apparent creator.
There is a slight tint of pink to his pale cheeks, which offsets his somewhat somber expression. He glances at you with piercing blue eyes, this mechanical miracle, and he knows that he owes you as best an explanation as he can offer, under these strange circumstanc
Involuntary Game Testing: Janus into Samus TG
Involuntary Game Testing; Janus into Samus
A Smash Bros TG Story by JanusofthePaleFlames
It was a nice Friday afternoon in his somewhat-small existence as a semi-proud New Yorker. The breeze was strong, but it carried a southern warmth that pleased his cold-ridden hide, which had not two weeks ago braved below-freezing temperatures, followed by two major-degrees of common, yearly illnesses. Such was the price for conserving extra time for hobbies.
Janus was sitting at his desk, comprised of fake, smoked glass, silver metal frames and a shelf loaded with writing books, a dictionary, and a “borrowed”, wooden, dinning chair. Like always, he checked his email, website messages, and at least one of the several on-going web comics he liked to view. Since it was Friday, that meant it was also payday, so he spent an extra couple minutes viewing his bank and credit card accounts to make sure things were in order. As a part-time writer, and a full-time thinker, h
Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshotThe can hissed as your pressed the nozzle down and swirled a generous amount of whipped cream over your microwaved slice of apple pie. It was the last slice… You were craving something sweet. You shoved the can of cream back into the fridge, a naughty smile on your lips as you scurried across the bunker to hide behind a bookshelf and eat your pie in secret.
You slid low into a chair, pulling your knees into your chest and trying to make yourself as small as possible. If Dean caught you sneaking the last slice of pie, you were dead. The forbiddenness of it all made the pie even sweeter.
Your fork scraped against the plate as you took the first bite. Your eyes rolled in ecstasy. It was the perfect blend of caramelized apple and cinnamon. It was surprisingly delicious, despite being a gas station dessert. You couldn’t help but sigh through your nose and slump back.
‘I feel like I need a cigarette,’ you thought to yourself with amusement. Seriously. This pie was li
Caving, Campfires and CuddlesI suppose I should be thankful that the sun was setting outside; otherwise, when I left the exit tunnel of Johto's Dark Cave, I'd have been blinded by the sudden light. I only had to blink a bit as I stumbled into the orange evening glow, the shadow cast by Sprout Tower in the northwest landing over the forest nearby.
"Good...God," I panted, exhausted. My backpack weighed a ton, stuffed with a tent, canteen and other supplies I'd packed earlier today. "We're finally free, you guys." I motioned to my friends to exit the tunnels at last.
"Uuuughhhh..." a female voice moaned from behind me. I felt tiny tremors as Dragonair beat her tail against the rough earth "My ears are still ringing. That was so, so unpleasant." My dragoness Pokemon passed me on the dusty trail out of Dark Cave, the aptly-named tunnel system to the east of Violet City.
I held my hands to my temples; i'd temporarily drowned out the dull ringing to announce our arrival out of the caves, but Dragonair's mentioning it had
Ghosts of the Past
Title: Ghosts of the Past
Game: Mass Effect Series
characters/pairing: Garrus x Reader
Disclaimer: Bioware owns all things associated with the Mass Effect series. You own you. I just own the plot.
Garrus groaned as he crouched behind the wall, clutching his wounded side, hoping to slow the bleeding as he caught his breath. It was hard to believe that it’s come down to this. Hurt. Cornered………….Alone. Garrus clenched his free hand into a fist at the memory of what happened……...the pain still fresh and raw at the thought. His entire team, gone in nearly one fell swoop, the few survivors dead minutes later. He felt sick to his stomach…..he failed everyone……...it was a joke to think he could be a l
Way WAY Too Many Apple PiesThe spirit of autumn was in full effect as the Fall Festival lasted well into the evening hours. This was when things really started to pick up. Everywhere one looked, one could see the homemade lamps hanging from the clotheslines on high along all the beaten paths, illuminating the booths and pavilions in an ambiance of natural and artificial light. More guests arrived as the golden sunset took center stage. Every so often, a cool breeze would carry with it scents of lavender, pine, and cinnamon; a seasonal bouquet perpetuated by the merchandise of the many vendors and booth owners present on this festive evening.
“Ugh…” Diamond Tiara rubbed her groaning belly as she made her way through the park. “Explain to me again why exactly I let you drag me all the way out into the boonies for some hick festival?”
“Oh, don’t be like that.” Chirped Silver Spoon, placing her hands on Diamond’s shoulders as she walked closel
Take Me Home Aimee II: FifteenTake Me Home Aimee II: Fifteen
Heath wasn't a master sailor, but the Decade was pretty straightforward in its controls. As of right now it seemed as though the Decade was the only thing that was straightforward. He really liked Aimee, but he was tired of her acting like deep down he was a monster
He softened when he recalled the many verbal and even physical errors he had made because of her size.
After several minutes, a door opened distantly, and so after followed the sound of the giant approaching.
"Hey." He braced himself on either side the doorframe leading to the lounge, no further. Just popping in. "Just wanted to give you heads up, there's going to be a bit of a jerk when we dock in a few minutes."
Aimee looked up when she heard Heath’s voice, still feeling ashamed for what she had said earlier. “Heath…” she started to explain herself but when he didn’t move from the door frame, she felt herself slump down a bit. He must have sti
Snowdragons ( Hijack, Frozen AU )" Even Hiccup..."
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap.
Jack's head snapped up, and he glanced over at the door, fearfully. Reaching across the bed, he shoved on his gloves, before leaping off and pressing himself to the cold wood.
Frost formed on the wood as he tried to listen to his stepbrother through the door.
" Do you wanna build a snowman? C'mon, let's go and play! I never see you anymore! Come out the door! It's like you've gone away!"
A child's gloved hand reached for the doorknob, touching it with tentative fingers.
" We used to be best buddies! And now we're not...i wish you would tell me why! Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman-!"
Jack ripped his hand back, holding it to his chest, " Go away Hiccup!"
He grimaced and roughly wiped the tears with the back of his hand.
A few years passed.
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap!
" Do you wanna build a snowman? Or read 'bout dragons in the halls? I think some company is overdue,
APH Skyrim Fanfic: Flower Day
Alfred had been in a buzz of excitement all week and today he was almost insufferable. When Arthur opened his eyes this morning, Alfred had already been dressed (in polished armor, no less) and eager to start the day – so much so, that he had taken it upon himself to raid the tavern's kitchen just to serve his lover breakfast in bed. It was a kind, though suspicious gesture, and Arthur had accepted it graciously…until Alfred became evasive at his inquiries for a motive.
It was clear the man was up to something and Arthur hated not knowing the ulterior motives of others – especially Alfred's, as Arthur knew they always involved him in some way.
After breakfast, Alfred took the mess away and left at Arthur's insistence to let him dress and ready himself in peace. Upon finally leaving the room to meet the Half-Nord downstairs, he was forced to stop and notice something decorating the outside of the door…floor
TDVA Confessional Episode 2.Marisa looked over to the rest of her teammates as she walked away from the ceremony. She then looked over to Josh and Twilight Sparkle as they were arguing as usual. She sighed and headed off to go to the rest of her team. She was thinking to herself, 'Gee. I barely won the first challenge and got through the second challenge with some difficulty. These are some weird challenges I gotta go through. But I gotta stay strong, considering I'm one of the only girls on my team.' she posed triumphantly and declared, "I WILL PREVAIL WITH ALL THESE MEN!" She froze and looked to see Ricky and Brandon give her an odd look. Marisa then blushed with embarrassment and chuckled nervously. But then she straightened herself and walked toward the barracks, her stomach gurgling to her delight.
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