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No Cure For Love Chapter 2"What's the matter with Woody?" Rex asked. They all heard the conversation and were worried.No Cure For Love Chapter 2 by UPlover
"Woody has been going through a tough time lately." Buzz said.
"Doesn't he like it here? He's Bonnie's favorite." Dolly pointed out.
"He does like it here. It's just that he misses Andy... and Bo."
"Bo?" Jessie asked. She hadn't thought about the shepherdess in ages and now she began to realize that this may have been the reason why Woody was acting so strange.
"Who's Bo?" Trixie asked before Dolly could.
"She and Woody were dating when we lived with Andy, but she was sold in a yard sale a few years ago." Buzz answered.
"It's tough to lose someone you love," Dolly said. "I went through one many years ago."
"Woody has all of us now and he has a new home. Is there anything we can do to cheer him up?" Buttercup asked.
"I have been making up this play that I think Woody would like. It mists into the life of a toy on the street and runs..."
"Pricklepants, that is not going to help Woody." Dolly said
When Lives Intertwine Chapter 1"Have a nice first day of school, sweetie. Grandma will pill you up after school."When Lives Intertwine Chapter 1 by UPlover
Robbie looked out the car window at all the kids who were walking into the school. These weren't the same kids he knew from his old school.
"Can you go in with me?" he asked.
"Remember what I said, Robbie, you're a big boy. Look there's your new kindergarten teacher." His mother said pointing to a woman with a long skirt. She caught him staring at her and waved to him, knowing he was her new student.
"Why can't you pick me up after school?"
His mother brushed her hand through his hair. "I'm working so we can eventually have a house to ourselves. Now go on, I'll be home by five and you can tell me everything."
Robbie smiled when she kissed him on the nose. He got out of the car and slowly approached his new teacher. She never took off the smile on her face.
"Hello, Robbie, I'm Mrs. Harrington, you are going to have such a fun time with us." Robbie turned to look at his mom one last time and she waved befo
A Toy Story Adventure Chapter 11Jessie screamed as Buzz pulled her up to the ledge. She buried her face into his chest plate and sobbed. This was the first time she ever experienced the death of a toy, especially one who was a friend.A Toy Story Adventure Chapter 11 by UPlover
The toys were all in shock trying to gather what just happened.
Woody stared into the fiery pit just barely able to see the silhouette of the toy being melted from the fire. In the back of his head he realized he wasn't just making this journey to get them back to their owner, but so he could get back to Billy. From what he could tell, he was the favorite.
"What do we do now?" Dolly asked trying to get Woody's attention.
Buzz looked at Woody. Combat Carl told them where to go forward after this obstacle.
"Woody, do you know where we need to go next?" Buzz asked trying to snap the cowboy out of his thoughts.
"I don't know how to get out of here."
"But you found this way." Trixie said.
"I know, but that took time. It could take forever to find the way out of here." Woody said as he finall
Frinedship Never Dies Chapter 5Chapter 5Frinedship Never Dies Chapter 5 by UPlover
Another year passed and it was not the day where Gary entered his first day of high school. This was the most nervous he had ever been as he tried to eat his breakfast. So many thoughts raced through his head as he tried to sleep through the night. His backpack was enormous as can be once he put so many binders and folders inside.
“Has anybody ever broken their backs during their first year?” Gary asked once he trudged into the tall building with George and Lourie. He should have let his mother drive him to school so would be soaked with sweat right now.”
“I think I may have broken my back the first week.” Lourie said with a slight laugh remembering the funny moment. “But don’t worry, as the years go on, your back gets easier to hold.”
“How are you Gary? Still nervous?” George asked noticing how flushed Gary’s face was. At one point he actually looked s if he was going to be sick, but thankfully it passed.
Breaking a promise can make you feel like a horse“Is breakfast ready?” Matthew Jung asked his wife Jennifer.Breaking a promise can make you feel like a horse by Hedging
“It will be in about fifteen minutes.” Jennifer said. “I hope you don't bet that to Gustafson either.”
“Honey, how many times do I have to say I’m sorry?!” Matthew cried.
"Matthew, sorry just isn’t enough.” Jennifer said. “It won’t undo what you did and get us our money back.”
Matthew Jung was a young farmer who lived with his wife Jennifer and three kids on a farm. They were doing fairly well until Matthew one day made a very stupid bet without talking to his wife first with his old rival, Stanley Gustafson to see which horse was the faster one. The loser would have to pay the winner their horse and almost all their money. Guess which one lost. Matthew tried to get a new horse to do Rocko’s work and hopefully make him and his family a profit again…but the only horse he could afford now was an old skin and bones horse named Smokey.
The snow white TG of David MurphyThe true story of Snow WhiteThe snow white TG of David Murphy by Hedging
Prince Charming wasn't a prince to start with. He was an accident caused by two young lovers. Not wanting to be accused of adultery, the abandoned him in the woods near a cave of wolves hoping not to be charged with adultery. Luckily, a kindly enchantress named Mildred rescued the boy and brainwashed the kingdom into thinking he was the prince. For a while, things were fine...till he got hmself in a screw up.
"you told your cousin Frederick what?!" Mildred gasped.
"I was embarssed okay." Charming said. "you know that bedtime story you made up for me...the one about the princess who eats the poisoned apple?"
"Snow White?" Mildred asked.
"Yeah.." he said. "I..kind of told him that she was my wife and I was the one who saved her from the eternal sleep. I thought he'd like me more. But now he's coming to see me tomorrow, and he's bringing the Grimm Brothers with him to do an interview! I'll be disgraced for sure if they find out I lied!"
"I can't keep using my
An Apple A Day (Warning: Death)A year ago the world was overpopulated.An Apple A Day (Warning: Death) by tophtheblindbandit
Places that had previously only contained a small amount of people at a time had become so full it was difficult to go a few feet without needing to push past someone.
If you lived in one of the more populated areas you may have needed to sleep standing up, surrounded by strangers as everyone you knew had been swept away in the crowd.
Places that had once been completely deserted had suddenly gained a population. People moving to burning hot deserts and icy cold Antarctica to escape the mob of people continuing to grow.
Then a month ago it stopped.
The population started slowly decreasing.
People started dropping dead in the street.
Everyone is dying and people are calling it a miracle.
Does no-one else notice the strangeness of this situation?
A helicopter appears in the sky, apples falling from it like hundreds of tiny bombs.
Each member of the crowd grabbing one fruit each. After a few weeks of the helicopters visits everyone quickly learned n
How to be a ninja(A/N: This story was made up on spot with randomly made and named characters. Characters may be based off of real people or named after real people I know. Please do NOT think this is canon for any story of that exists now or may exist in the future. Thank you. Enjoy.)How to be a ninja by PandaGirlRead
"YEAHHHH!!! I'm a NINJA!" Alexia cheered bouncing around me. Ninja? Where did that come from? "A ninja? So, you can, like, climb walls and stuff?" I asked. "Hell yeah, I can! Come on, Victoria! I'll prove to you!" she said sprinting to a nearby building. A rather tall building, at that. "Alright, then. Prove it." I said walking over to her. This was going to be good. "Time me okay?" She asked. "Okay." "Okay, then! Ready.. set.. GO!!" she cheered as she... disappeared? "Alex?" I asked, turning around in a full circle to see where she went. "Okay, Alexia! I get it! You can come come back now!" I said, raising my voice a bit so she would be able to hear me. "Victoria.." I heard someone whisper fr
The Lady ApparitionThe Lady Apparition by FireEmber345
I am a woman of manners. I bow, I ate properly, and I be kind to people. I've been headmistress of Scottswells' Elegance Academy. But I wasn't always like this. In fact, back in my teenage years, I was a terrible rotten brat. I mean really rotten.
I would play hooky, litter, cheat, date greasers and bad boys behind my parents and take my parents money without permission. My parents soon couldn't take it anymore and told me that if I'm going to get anywhere in life, that I should start acting like a lady. So they forced me to transfer to Scottswells' Elegance Academy. I thought it was for squares and uptight snobs.
They all dressed the same, hey acted like waiters at fancy schmancy restaurants, and they are cleaned pressed. Looking back on it now makes me see how spoiled I was. My name is Leanor Lavane, once spoiled brat.
Even in the weeks that they had taught or at least try, I had shown nothing but how to be a Miscreant. The headmistress at the time Ms. Dina Quartell gave me ugly look
Pretty Pretty AlicePretty Pretty Alice by FireEmber345
I can't remember a time when anything was as frightening as the day I came to Wimwall Estate. A once large family empire famed for their finest alcohol, now abandon after the family tree was cut short. I was not so sure on the details on what happened, but I manage to buy this old place and turn it into a museum of the Wimwalls colorful history.But looking back now, I wish I'd never set foot in that place.
After setting everything up and getting things ready for our tourist, one of my employees, Tomas Edd came rushing and stuttering about Coffins in a secret room. After an hour of calming him down, we followed him to the study and he flipped a switch, opening a secret room that held the coffins.We checked the coffins labels to read Alice Wimwall on the left and Phil Grey Wimwall on the right. They were the last of the Wimwall generation.
But the thing spelled our doom. What was on the coffins was never to be separated from them. On Alice's final resting place was an old 155-year-old po
The maiden in the paintingThe maiden in the painting by FireEmber345
I had always been good with plants. I was able to turn amazing works of nature into art for nobles. Many people would pay for my grand work, they would want me to make various shapes and forms out of the shrubs. I was very proud of my work. I thought the very hands I was born with were a sign of the grand power above.
Nothing would make me turn away from a grand display of gardening. Until, one day, I received a letter from far across the country. A widowed nobleman with the name Ikolide Benditbarkerten, who was trying to find the best gardener for his manor. What they would be willing to pay for me to be their personal gardener was the largest amount of money I had ever read, let alone had. I felt a sense of amazement, at the employment they had requested, so I went off to the castle.
Soon after, I wished that I had never even accepted the position at that place. The carriage brought me to the Silver and Black castle of the Benditbarkerten. The sky that hung below the castle was as da
Maria, Sweet as an Apple FlowerMaria, Sweet as an Apple Flower by FireEmber345
It was a stormy night for Trent Greg as he rode in his car with his wife, Hanna. It was supposed to be their big vacation, but the sudden rain had caused their trip to the beach into a disaster. Now Hanna would not talk to him during the car trip. Trent sighed as he tried to put his spare arm around her, but she gave a nasty glare at him and he reeled back in and continued driving. Their relationship has not been on good terms since he was promoted to head CEO of the network.
His wife would have thought that the money could be used for them having some fun together, but Trent had been far too busy for her. It seemed that their marriage was soon to be dead. Mr. Greg sighed in frustration as he tried to find a hotel. "Babe, how long are you going to be mad at me?" Mr. Greg questioned as Mrs. Greg turned to face him.
"All I want was to spend time with you. Just one day. But it seemed like even the forces of nature are against us. If something is not being done, this marriage will flop!" H
SchoolIt’s like I’m trapped within a cageSchool by tophtheblindbandit
The synchronized turning of every page
Being forced to stand on a stage
These people all fill me with rage
“I could easily destroy this place
To find me they would have to chase
I could turn the walls into rubble-”
OH SH-! They heard me! Now I’m in trouble!
The class writing about a book we read
As another part of my soul drops dead
But I’m too distracted by the clocks tick
“Mum I can’t go today, I’m sick…
People might arguePeople might arguePeople might argue by Galaxy-Kiri
that the world wide web causes people to no longer care
but who are they to judge
when they haven't stayed up all night
desperately trying to convince a stranger out of suicide?
Fingers frantically flying across the keys
hoping somehow to make a difference
People might argue
that it closes you off
but who are they to judge
when sometimes the only place people can find
is on a screen
where they cannot be judged by their appearance
People might argue
that it is evil
full of hate
But they do not realize
sometimes the hate
is still there
when the screen is turned off
Pyramid of PainIts not something you'd write ballads aboutPyramid of Pain by SnappyIrides
Or something that will rouse a crowd
Just a little pyramid of pain
Sitting on my heart
And cries disregarded,
Not something you would think about
Or tout as profound.
Spout all the truisms you wish
The 'I told you so's and reprimands
It does not make you wise
It does not you smart
All I've got is my guts and my heart.
Intangible arms against the world
Wield all the emotional blackmail you wish
All the empty threats and self-righteous anger
That kind of bait won't catch you any fish
Spout all of the excuses you need,
Stoic denials to my pleas
All the words I've heard before
All the cliches and false proverbs
They are all flimsy shields against myopic foresight,
A crooked rudder in treacherous seas
How can you be so blind?
How can you be so ignorant?
Can you not see,
Sitting on my heart
This little pyramid of pain?
Why won't it just go away?
Words MisconstruedCan I sayWords Misconstrued by SnappyIrides
“I love you”
Without my words
I speak not of grand declarations
Loyalty for life, affection unconditional
I try not to make a loud proclamation
…to burn down a city
…to sweep away the despair
…to drive away the cold
Can I say
“I love you”
Without my words
This is a voice that whispers
Quieter than the winter wind
It tells a tale of humble cast
It is the tale of
… the spark of a smile
…the love in a laugh
…a peaceful moment shared
… an hour, a day, gone too fast
Can I say
“I love you”
Without my words
This is not the love of
Wordsworth, Keats, or Shakespeare
Though the words are the same,
And the sentiment is there,
Mine is something smaller:
To say that I care.
Chapter XI: First Mission: Defias BrotherhoodChapter XI: First Mission: Defias Brotherhood by Blueredor
Previously in...The Chronicles of Azeroth ...
"All right". A voice said from the hearthstone, which happen to be the High elf, "You see a group of adventurers who aren't separated for nothing?".
"Don't underestimate them". The High elf replied, "Morgan...the Kingpin is desperate and is afraid if this group could arrive at our base".
"(Not again)". Gabriel thought while dries the perspiration from his forehead with his right arm, "(the visions...how much longer I've to live up with these nightmares?)".
"If you want the answer of that perturbing question, you must believe more than what you see". A voice answered him, a voice that would have heard it several years ago.
"Huh?!". Gabriel almost screamed surprised to see that a crow had told him, "but, that voice!".
"(So, the little lion have a owner)". Gabriel thought amazed to see the familiar figure behind the puppy, "(Isn't the eredar?...I'll investigate)".
"Hmm, strange". Gabriel said while sheathe his sword, "Do I lost them?".
Chapter X: The Blue angelChapter X: The Blue angel by Blueredor
Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth...
"A frozen piece of meat?". Nailock wondered.
"Maybe it's from a dog or some poor". Gabriel said as they headed towards the Marshal Dughan.
"Did you feel that master?". Karjub, the imp had been invoked.
"Yes Karjub". Davis responded with warning, "guys, something big is coming!".
Near the merchant Remy "twice", a group of gnolls approach at full speed. Turns around, and Remy runs with speed toward the square.
"Gnolls, gnolls!". Remy screamed, "Gnolls, Gnolls!".
A soldier sees such an onslaught and rings the bell of the town, Dughan peered the siege gnoll wave.
"Gnolls?!". Dughan exclaimed while lifting his spiked mace, "defend the town!".
Without Karjub, the warlock can barely get up and sees a gnoll escapes from Gabriel and tries to take the meat.
"The steak!". Davis screamed pointing to the meat.
The three manages to see and Nailock charges intercepting the Gnoll making a tackle, Gabriel launches a hammer of justice to another gnoll, takes
Chapter IX: The Scourge of ElwynnChapter IX: The Scourge of Elwynn by Blueredor
Previously...in The Chronicles of Azeroth...
"Well...". Gabriel asked, "did you managed to learn your profession?, I'm a blacksmith and miner".
"Yes". Davis answered, "alchemist and a recent profession, inscription".
"Was hard to find". Nailock said, "but I'm already a first aid".
"It wasn't exactly as i thought." Alexandros said with downcast, "I think...like the owners exaggerated".
"What happened to you?". Gabriel asked.
"Well...". Alexandros said after a deep sigh.
"Hey lovelyish". The drunk named Bartleby yelled at her, she was troubled at his breath is smelling with alcohol, "...hic!, let'sish dance?".
The woman shakes her head in denial rejecting the offer, and about to leave the tavern, is approached by a group of thugs: a woman with long black hair and black leather armor, and a man with short hair brown leather and barbed pads.
"Hey you!". The bandit known as Thuros Lightfingers shouted angrily, "He told you to dance with him!".
The woman looks scared and removed from the woo
Different DestinyA Cirque du Freak FanficDifferent Destiny by SideCharacter
"You want me!" I said, beating him to the punch, and his dark, sinister smiled told me I was right. "You're crazy!" I yelled, stumbling backwards. "There's no way I'd become your assistant! You must be mad to even think of such a thing!" Mr. Crepsley shrugged. "Then Steve Leopard dies," he said simply. I stopped retreating. "Please," I begged, "there must be another way."
He didn't answer me, I couldn't think straight. Everything that happened to Steve was my fault, I was the one who eavesdropped on his conversation with Mr. Crepsley, I was the one who stole Madame Octa, knowing she was a poisonous spider, I was the reason he was now in the hospital. And now, and the only way to save Steve was to become a vampire like Mr. Crepsley. I couldn't do it, the last works I spoke still rang in my head, there must be another way!
I ran, I ran out of the building and back home the only place where I knew it would be safe, or at least where I thought I would
Kyle's PoemIn the middle of nowhere,Kyle's Poem by iClaireCreations
Under the pile of dead roses,
Lies the human who has recarnated
Into a boy's body.
An angel is calling him.
"Kayla," it echoes, "would you like to return to your old life?"
The boy stands up with pride and takes a moment to think.
Until he screams in pure joy, "I am KYLE"
Asylum. 1I'll bet father can't hurt me in here, Thought Ezekiel.Asylum. 1 by DemonLurch
A number of male and female nurses on duty approached him cautiously, smiling big fake smiles, as if on their guard in the event that he might try to get feisty. They made a note of his initial appearance in full detail, from the once snowy white pajamas that he had failed to remove for two days now, his long greasy reddish-purple hair that hung outward in swollen strings, to the holey gray socks on his feet.
Nurse Grimes and an unnamed dark skinned male nurse led him to the restroom where they bathed him and he received a new wardrobe. Like all the other patients, he was dressed in a loose light apricot cotton shirt and cornflower blue sweatpants.
They took him out to the main hall were Nurse Grimes asked him what medications he was on while he was on the lower levels of the building. He told her that he couldn't remember their names. She let out an irritated sigh; she had made a living out of dealing with patients like him and a
Asylum"How do you feel today, Ezekiel?" a nurse asked with a smile while holding her pen to a clipboard that was cradled in the hook of her arm, anticipating the response of the troubled youth.Asylum by DemonLurch
Ezekiel was reed thin and had been in deep thought before the nurse came into his room; his long messy puce colored hair rested on his shoulders and caused his vermilion eyes to pop. He bore a skull tattoo on his left forearm, signifying the death of the innocence of his youth and trust betrayed long ago even before his family put him in this wrenched institution.
He was sitting in his favorite chair that he had positioned to always face the window. He had a pleasant view of the local restaurants surrounding the building that he had been held prisoner in for the past year and a half. He was still dressed in his white pajamas and chocolate-brown robe despite it being the afternoon. He put down his journal and did the nurse the courtesy of facing her as he spoke. "How do I feel?...I kinda feel like kick
Sleep Among DemonsIn utter despair,Sleep Among Demons by LearningEverMore
I am amazed
my broken fingers
have managed to
hold on with
to a once
but now throbbing
mess of a
has been aflame,
a single light
the sweet folds
of dark shadows
their perch in
as I sleep among
demons only I
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