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Forever have dogs been 'man's best friend',
Enternally remembered as 'heroes', 'pals'.
Laughing at them is the cats, who know the TRUE stupidity of those dogs.
I, Dragonlover1234-and all of the others, join FUR- The Feline UpRising, in the hopes that cats will reign!
Never again shall dogs be the best!
Ending this pledge, let's see if you noticed the acronym. If you didn't, then you are a DOG.
BPA- The prolouge
Best Players Academy-Prologue
"Cheren, u could have chosen a more reliable Hovercar that last turn hit my ribs hard." A voice in the distance was overcome by the roaring engine of a Serent-style hovercar turning, and 4 voices saying, "Ouch!"
"It was the only one I could take out to the Society's meeting. Don't complain." Cheren said haughtily, spinning the sleek black car around until everyone in the passenger seating was feeling carsick.
"What is this meeting about again?" Said a woman in the passenger seating, re-applying her lip-stick. The other man sighed.
"Lucille, you have the worst memory when you drink champagne after 10:00.. It's a meeting about the BPA." Everyone in the car shivered at the name.
"That school of hopeless dreamers is blocking us from making the world serve the Society! Good thing our spies told us where the next 'raid' is going to be, and it is one of the schools with a spy of ours in it!"
"Which one?" Inquired a new voice, smooth like velvet, but siniste
The Dragon Whisperer, Cp.2
"Have a good year at school, Draco." Mrs. Malfoy kissed her son on the top of his head. "hurry before you miss the train."
Draco, with all of his trunks and his Eagle owl packed, were giving good-byes on platform 9 3/4. Draco, however, seemed to be waiting for something. Or rather, someone.
"Just one moment, mom, she will be here any sec- oh, hey there Crystal!" called out Draco. Crystal came pushing her trunks though the platform entrance with luggage and a mysteriously covered cage.
"Hey there Draco! Hello there Mrs. Malfoy. It's so nice to see both of you!" Crystal greeted the pair. She and Draco have been hanging out to talk about school for a few weeks, and they scheduled a time for them to meet each other at the train. "C'mon Draco. We're going to miss the train!" Crystal grabbed his hand (where at this moment Draco's heart gave a shock) and pulled him onto the train. They both waved good-bye to Draco's mom and hurried into a compartment. She put away the luggage with Draco's hel
Cp.5 of mah fusionfall fanfic
Cp. 5 of theh Fus. Fall fanfic
Crystal had many more flashbacks that week, often waking up happy, sad, or mentally disturbed. Dexter's face had a semi-permanent red hand mark on his cheek from all of Numbuh Five's slapping.
But recently, Dexter has been hanging out with Blossom a lot, and everyone was just a teensy little suspicious.
Whenever Dexter got home, he looked at Crystal, and had the same internal conflict.
He Kind of-maybe-probably-somewhat-(most definitely)- liked her in the I-want-to-be-something-more way. But, he knew (somewhat) that it wasn't possible. Because she believed in magic .
" .And magic lovers and scientists have never been able to get together." Dexter sighed. After fighting against himself for 5-7 minutes, he would go off to 'work' with Blossom.
But he wasn't the only one raising eyebrows.
Crystal always snuck out at night for no apparent reason, and Dex-Numbuh Five was getting worried.
Numbuh Five, the next night, sn
When crystal finished telling the flashback to them, it was Numbuh 5's turn to faint. Well, half faint, that is. Dexter rubbed his glasses and got into 'Geeky scientist' mode.
"You maybe have been a victim of the molecular triconlic vacuum tu-" Dexter received a hard slap from Numbuh 5. Dexter rubbed his face.
"OW!" Said Dexter.
"Dex, She don need to be any more confused than she really is." Scolded Numbuh 5. Dexter looked embarrassed. "What we really need to know is how to get her home."
"Maybe if you'd let me finish a sentence, we can!" Shouted Dexter. What happened next can only be described as a giant dust ball and a lot of jabbering. Crystal snuck away from them to look out the window and at the stars. She started crying little tears of happiness. She WASN'T alone. Then, she spotted Planet Fuse and, for the second time that day, she fainted. When Numbuh 5 saw that, she slapped Dexter again.
"What for NOW!?!" He glowered.
"Eh, shut up. I'm just annoyed with you. Now get
The dragon whisperer Cp.1
Draco was doing what all second years would be doing, shopping for new books. Unfortunately for Harry, they were in the same store.
"Hey, Potter, still got that dirt on your head? I thought you're mommy told you how to wipe your face!" Sneered Draco. Unfortunately for him, Harry was P.O.ed from the Dursely's already.
"Sepratimulus!" Harry yelled, sending a stream of fire Out of his wand. Draco turned his head away, bracing himself for the burning of his life, when he heard some girl's voice start perform a spell. In fact, it sounded more like a growl than a spell. Suddenly, a blue beam of light shot from behind Draco and hit the fire blast before it could hurt anyone. Of course, the reaction from the power of the collision caused everyone to fall to their feet. Then, the girl trotted over to where Draco was. And if she wasn't so damn good looking, he wouldn't have had to hesitate before he answered her question.
"Are you ok?" She asked him with concern, pulling him onto
cp.3 of mah fusion fall fanficCp.3: flashback
Crystal re-read those words in her head "you're from Dragontopia." suddenly, she closed her eyes and fainted.
"Crystal??!!??" Exclaimed Dexter. Numbuh 5 slapped him and said, "shhhhhh"
"why??" Dexter whispered.
"She could be having one of those flashbacks. Come on. Lets get her into the S.C.A.M.P.E.R." Numbuh 5 was right. Crystal was having a very startling flashback.
7-year old Crystal was sitting at a large house, making sand swirl into different shapes with her crystal. Suddenly, a beautiful black haired lady with a crystal imprisoned with red fire walked in and handed her a bowl of soup.
"Eat up honey." she said to Crystal.
"Yes mommy." Crystal stopped playing with the sand to eat the soup hungrily. A large dragon suddenly walked in, dumped a book bag(a book bag? Thought Crystal) On the table.
"hey, little sis, do you know how hard dragon training is??? Im pooped." The dragon said to Crystal.
Coffee and rolls...? part 2
Walking down the crowded streets to your apartment, you felt beat tired. Trudging up the steps you ran into your neighbor, Arthur, a British ‘gentleman’ as he puts it. “Hey Arthur, is Al any better?” he shook his head no “He’s still in the cast, and he says it hurts like hell…” he waved goodbye and continued on his way.
Your apartment complex was one of those tight nit ones, were all the residents knew each other and acted like friends, it was a really nice place. When you finally reached your door you started to rummage through your bag looking for your key.
Finally finding the darn thing you unlocked your door and stepped inside. Setting your things down you flung yourself onto your couch, phone and note in hand. Quickly dialling the number you put the phone up to your ear and waited. One ring. Two ring. Three ring. Was he not going to pick up? then there was a click. “H’llo?” your heart melted. “H-hey, is this B
TurnaboutInked Puppetry: Turnabout.
A week after the victory on Moebius, the Freedom Fighters had met up for breakfast at Chuck's diner, sitting around a table large enough for all but two of them. Nicole, not needing to eat, was working, and Emerl was with her, mostly out of his usual need to be by her side, but also, he felt, out of necessity- Nicole was currently highly unpopular with people, especially the specific group that made up Mina's fandom, and Emerl felt the need to be with her at all times.
Fiona's seat had been newly squeezed in, between Tails and Bunnie, and she was currently leaning on the shoulder of the former, while chatting with the latter between mouthfuls.
“How're you two this mornin', then?” Bunnie asked. She had less food than the others- the conversion of material fit for Mobian consumption into energy that her bionics could use was a slow process, meaning that, during downtime, she could survive on much smaller meals.
“We're good.” Fiona smiled
OCT Round 1 - P3Tobias spun to see Phasma’s fist remaining where Silver Wolf’s head had once be. Certainly not anywhere near being Alex now, but in the full hero-zone, Silver Wolf rubbed her chin and tried not to wince. Why had she not even seen that coming?!
“Phasma, what are you-?” Tobias was cut off by Luna issuing a rumbling growl deep from the recesses of her throat and making a leap at Phasma’s arm, teeth opening to meet his wrist. Wanting to prevent any conflict, Tobias wrapped his arms in a vice-like grip around the wolf’s legs and dug his heels into the sand. Heaving the wolf back was not easy. Luckily for the boy, Luna had not suspected her usual comrade’s interference and hesitated, giving him the chance to gain purchase,
“Luna, come on, we can’t-“
Both of them looked up sharply when a crack cut through the air from behind them, paused in their awkward half-wrestle to crane their necks behind them, Luna’s ears darting upright
Intro to a new lifeIt was a sunny, beautiful, Monday morning, the worst kind of day. I was walking to school with my best friend, my only friend really, Hope. She was being very gleeful as always, ranting about her parents and siblings or whatever, "So the night before, I had... are you even listening to me, Sammy?" she asked, "huh? oh, yeah, I-I'm listening", I said that I was, but I really wasn't, I was thinking about how, tonight, I was going to run away into the woods, ditching this hell hole called civilization. I was thinking about how my grandfather would act, probably with no emotion, how he acted with everything I did, heartless bastard. I was thinking about about how sad Hope might be. Hope is the only thing that has kept me from going into the woods for years now. Now enough about my sob story, lets talk more about Samuel McCalister Sparks the third, or you can just call me Sammy if you want, though it's not like you would be talking to anytime soon, I'm a damn character in a story.
When the Morning Breaks Us- Chapter 3
The two figures ran across and through the vast landscape, a mixture of hands and shoes and misted breath. Ciaran was too fast for Sadie; he was almost a minute ahead of her. She flailed her arms as she tried to pick up speed, but he seemed to be powered by an electric motor. Sadie often lost sight of him; he dodged behind trees or just went further ahead. She sprinted at full pelt, her breath short.
Ciaran began to scale up a ridge, on all fours again, giving Sadie an opportunity to catch up.
His nails dug into the earth, sending dirt and tiny rocks into Sadie's face below.
"Hey!" She spluttered, sending the debris tumbling to the ground.
Her hand reached upward, grabbing Ciaran's heel. The silver ring on her finger dug into the leather of his boots. She beamed at him, thinking she had victory.
He glanced sideways at her- a look filled with cunning- and shook his leg, managing to wriggle free of her grasp. He made a triumphant whooping c
OCT Round 1 - P2“You know, if we were awake right now, I’d have to arrest you.”
Phasma looked at the boy with some incredulity. After spotting Tobias he had removed one of his fabric arm-bands before unravelling it to make some kind of half-assed mask, biting and tearing crude eye holes in the soft cotton. Horrible, shabby, but still gave him the right to use “Phasma” when his name was asked for.
“Though,” the boy went on, “despite being unconscious, maybe we’re not dreaming. Maybe. It’s all pretty vivid if you ask me. I’ve dreamt a lot, I know these things.”
Phasma gave a long, slow look at the kid who swaggered a few steps ahead of him to the right, raising his brows,
“This,” the thief stated blatantly, “is all insane.” He emphasised just how insane it was by waving his hands in the air exasperatedly.
Tobias pressed his lips together, pausing as he thought he spotted movement ahead, squinting,
THU: OCT Round 1 - P1The feeling that he was floating was both a comforting sensation and a worrying one.
The source of the comfort was easy to pinpoint. Tobias could feel the warm water lapping at the edges of his body, pleasant and soft like velvet, his back filled with a heat that seemed to radiate to his very extremities and out through his fingertips like sunbeams. The air above the water, the side that greeted his gently smiling face, was heady but not clawing or humid. Rather, it held that perfect level of ambiance. The boy’s limbs felt like jelly and he was positive that he could happily lie there for the rest of eternity.
The worry was a lot harder to place. He wanted to stay, but he couldn't. He couldn't because that worried feeling continued to insistently poke around at the back of his mind until his head almost throbbed. He trailed his fingers in the water, registering the reddish hue of the inside of his eyelids. Why should he be worried? He was going to stay here forever where it was w
Project RHODES - Part 7
We ran after Doc, but he was floating way ahead of us towards the open Castle doors. Sonic ran fast after him, but he closed the doors on him before he could reach him. While we opened the doors again and ran down the rooms, he walked up to a HUGE circular platform surrounded by iron pillars, forming a shaft-like structure for elevators. Timothy simply stood out of the way so Doc could walk into the platform.
"Doctor von Neuron." the butler said, bowing. "The sire is expecting you."
"I know he is." Doc replied briefly.
When we got there, the platform he was standing on was already rising, perfectly following the shaft upwards, a HUGE rise towards the top of the tower. We stopped running as Timothy walked in front of us with his tray, robots in heavy medieval armor emerging from binary-coded portals.
"Scram, butt-ler!" Sonic shouted.
"Oh, I am afraid I can not comply to your witty remark, Sir Sonic." Timothy said. "For you see, this is a private ma
Becoming Overlord of my Prison chap. 4It was dark and I wasn't tied down to a chair for once. Standing up I looked around, confused.
"Third guardian... time is running out." A voice echoed out.
"Third... guardian? Third guardian of what?" I questioned, thoroughly confused.
"Third Guardian... you must remember... only then will you be set free..." the voice called again.
"Remember what? I don't know what you're talking about!" I shouted.
"You must remember..." the voice said one last time as everything disappeared in a flash of white.
I sat up in my bed with a strangled yell. Realizing I was back in my room I let out a shuttered sigh and stood up.
Walking to the bathroom I flipped on the light to check the damage Stephanie did. Blinking in surprise I found someone had already taken care of everything.
Walking back out I looked at the clock and found I was out for the rest of the day yesterday and all night, she really
Cp.2 of mah fusion fanfic
Cp.2: discovering energy
The second chapter in my series. don't worry, more about the crystal comes later. Enjoy!
Crystal stared at the strings of energy coming from her palms. They swirled like shining colorful smoke, wrapping over itself and spinning all around. Crystal looked as the 'light strings' started swirling around her crystal she wore on her neck. It seemed to follow the movement of the blue fire that was trapped inside it. Instinctively (even though this has nothing to do with real instincts) Crystal grabbed the crystal with her right hand. It started to feel warm?; and a blast of energy came out of Crystal's left hand, knocking the fusion spawn off of the ground.
"GASP! OHH EMM GEE! CRYSTAL! DID YOU JUST REALLY DO THAT?" called Dee-Dee, who suddenly popped up right behind her.
"what do you think I am now, a witch??" Cried Crystal.
"why should I? the Power-Puff gir
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