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Dish Served Cold ( The Hiccups )" So how convenient is it that we all get placed in the same group?"
Ozzie turned from staring outside the bus window, addressing his friends as the bus began pulling away from the school.
Hunter nodded, holding Angel sturdy in his lap as the first jolt of the ride nearly threw the brunette off balance.
Ghost popped up from the seat behind them, his camera bouncing against his chest, " Yeah, if we don't DIE!"
Ozzie threw his hands up, " Ohhh better watch out! It's the fun police!"
" Rollercoasters are dangerous! Do you have any idea what can happen on a rollercoaster?!" Ghost insisted, his eyes filled with anxiety.
" You could ENJOY yourself!" Hunter gasped with mock horror.
" Seriously just last year this guy-"
" Hey hey hey! Innocence in the perimeter!" Hunter said, pressing his hands over Angel's ears.
" Sorry." Ghost apologized, fiddling with his camera and making clicking noises under his breath- an anxiety mechanism that the other Hiccups respectfully ignored.
" It'll be okay, Gh
Dandelions ( Spy AU, Hijacktooth )" Jack, sweetie, don't go too far!"
As Berry spoke, she saw her son's head pop up from over the small hill, waving excitedly before dipping back down out of sight with a call of, 'I'm okay mom!'
Berry and Midnight shared a glance, the latter attempting to juggle- metaphorically, of course -two kids at once.
Spy Toothless had firmly claimed his mother's lap, holding bunches of her shirt in his tiny fists as she brushed the black hair out of his green eyes.
Spy Hiccup was drinking a juice box as he sat between his moms on the picnic blanket, bandaids on his scraped knees from playing Cops and Robbers with his brothers.
They always made Jack the robber.
" Hiccup, will you please go get Jack so we can have lunch?"
" Yes, mama!"
The brunette stood, gently setting down his unfinished juice pouch before running down the hill and tackling Thief Jack.
" You'll mess up my surprise!" Jack wailed, pouting till Hiccup gave him an apologetic kiss on the cheek. They held hands as they walked ba
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-SixHiccup glanced around at the town of Barrel Bottom.
Fish folk walked around, dressed in their fanciest dresses and suits. A giant statue dedicated to the Carpenter was placed in the center of the town.
The green-and-black cat appeared to Hiccup's left.
" What lays beneath this benign appearance? Something sinister, I'll wager."
The brunette nodded, tightening his grip on the Vorpal Blade.
There was a strange smell in the air.
Not all was as it seemed.
Jack knew inside that it was all his fault.
He pressed his hands down roughly on Hiccup's torso, trying desperately to make the teen breathe.
He'd dived in the water to save him, he couldn't die now!
Tears were streaming down Jack's face, blurring the image of the still body in front of him.
Breathe, you've got to!
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-FiveHiccup felt the flames enveloping him.
The air was hot, ashy, sweltering and shimmering in front of his emerald eyes.
The front door seemed to grow farther and farther away, yet always seemed to be just out of reach of the brunette's fingertips.
The forgotten, repressed memory seared into his brain, making him gasp as he plunged out the other side.
" I was the last one in the library, the night of the fire. The log I added to the grate was dead when I went upstairs to bed with Dinah. If it wasn't, I may be responsible for my family's deaths!"
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-FourHiccup and Astrid crash-landed down in the Deluded Depths.
" My body aches all over. We submerged too fast!" The brunette complained, eyeing the new dress of fish scales and jellyfish.
" My ship!" Astrid sobbed, her memorial of her fallen friend in pieces.
" Astrid, you must tell me about what's happening to Wonderland."
The Mock Turtle's temper flared, her lamenting interrupted, " I was fired from the line, and now the Looking Glass Line is in shambles! Going in a different direction- all lies! We've just narrowly escaped the ultimate destruction- consider yourself lucky to be down here!"
" But i don't want to escape it!" Hiccup exclaimed, pointing up towards the surface, " I need to put a stop to it! Tell me what you know about the Infernal Train!"
" You don't respect the suffering of others!" Astrid snapped, waving Hiccup away.
The teen's face and voice softened a little, " I'm sorry, Admiral. Truly."
" Speaking of shows-"
"-Here's a ticket to Carpenter's show. Carpe
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-ThreeHiccup Liddell found the Mock Turtle a prisoner inside a bottled ship.
Wooden sharks were viciously attacking the glass protection, and the brunette barely managed to squeeze inside.
" No use Hiccup, we're doomed!" Astrid said miserably, wiping away her tears.
" There's no hope, then?" Hiccup asked, eyeing the carnivorous monsters.
" Oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but none for us!"
Another thud, another crack in the glass.
" Blasted creatures! Want my ship!"
Astrid's ship was the S.S. Stormfly; named after her friend, the Gryphon.
" I think you're more to their taste." Hiccup observed, feeling undeniably trapped.
" Never! We're almost relatives!"
" You're related to soup, Admiral." Hiccup remarked, his stomach growling in agreement at the thought.
The glass was wearing thin; only able to withstand one or two more hits from the foul beasts. Astrid leaped into her boat, grabbing the wheel, pulling Hiccup up to join her. The teen clenched the wooden side of the boat, bracing for
Movie Night ( Hijack, RSaKB Anniversary )The living room was dark.
The only light came from the TV, blue and bright.
Ozzie curled up closer to Scarecrow, pulling his feet up on to the couch.
" Cold?" His boyfriend said softly, pulling the blanket closer around them. Ozzie was only dressed in an extra-large blue shirt and red knee socks, but he still shook his head.
" I just wanna be as close as possible before you have to go again."
" I couldn't miss your birthday."
Ozzie smiled and nodded, nuzzling the strawman's neck and chewing slowly on a piece of popcorn.
The two of them had planned an entire movie night together.
They'd picked the obvious; The Wizard of Oz, Return to Oz, Legends of Oz ( they'd gone to see it in theaters three times ), and The Wiz.
Scarecrow had also managed to sneak in a few romantic movies that they could kiss over later.
They'd both seen all of the movies countless times, and Ozzie could mouth all of the words to all of the dialogue. The two of them snuggled and kissed and ate the popcorn slow.
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-TwoHiccup plunged into Tundraful, unconscious from his near-death experience.
The voice of Jack begging for him to wake up faded slowly, till he was laying on cold ice, gently set down by the magic that once again had pulled him from reality.
The brunette coughed up water, vomiting in the snow. His stomach gave a miserable growl upon losing what little food it had held. Hiccup shivered, cold and wet and hungry. The sun was completely frozen, hanging low in the sky, with the moon smoking the aurora borealis. The land was really quiet.
Ice Snarks ruled this land now, eating the other inhabitants that had been frozen when the land was cast into winter. Hiccup walked pass the carcasses fast, steeling his churning stomach. The Ice Snarks dove at him from different angles, spraying ice and snapping at Hiccup with their powerful jaws and sharp teeth.
The brunette burst into a light run, pummeling the monsters with the Pepper Grinder.
He needed to find the Mock Turtle; stationmaster of the former
We're All Mad Here: Part Twenty-OneHiccup approached the white, wooden door.
The name 'Liddell' was printed on the front.
Fire roared inside the window.
Hiccup swallowed hard, taking a deep breath. His confidence was shaking.
Twisting the burning knob, he swung his own front door open, walking straight into the fire.
" Our lovely library was a firetrap. A conflagration waiting to happen!"
Wanting to touch you
High above him they twinkled, each one looking like a diamond floating in a sea of darkness; shining so brightly that they made the night seem less dark. Blobboid looked up at the stars a feeling of odd childlike wonder filled his mind. He could not help but wonder, were the stars in Michelangelo's dimension as beautiful as the ones here in this one?
He’d always felt a kind of connection to the stars. No matter how bad things got, the stars never changed they always shown down with such beauty and grace. When they been younger, still children, before they'd begin developing their powers and before sliver had gone evil......he'd begun to teach his son's about the stars. Not just what they were, but the constellations and their histories. While his other brothers had somewhat disinterested Blobboid had clung to his father's every word. Something about the twinkling diamond lights above his head fascinated him; they held a kind of power over him that made him want to look up at them
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 5)
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― André Gide, Autumn Leaves
I took in a deep breath, completely nervous for what is about to happen. I know that I was early, I wanted to prove to Alfred and Mattie that I am healthy enough to do things on my own. I got dressed, ate breakfast and left for the meeting an hour before it started, of course leaving them a note so they don’t freak and think I faded away.
We had flown in yesterday; the meeting was in Beijing, China. I actually wished I could stay longer and marvel at the beauty around me but my doctor refused to let me out on a trip like this for more than three days. At least I could see Arthur again and meet all the other countries I have yet to meet, or at least the one’s that will be at the meeting today.
Pulling out my small compact mirror, I checked to see that my make-up was alright, it didn’t even look like I was sick, thankfully.
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 7
Chapter: 7 Uninvited
7:00 am Arendelle
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, MICHAEL GOLDENHEART.
In the name of every star in the galaxy, I hate Guardian premonitions. They never fail to give me the creeps. I stood on a barren plain, shrouded in mist. Multiple whispers began to jeer at me, "Michael.......Michael....." I looked around as the voices grew louder. In fact, they appeared to originate in my head. "Michael.....Mmmmmmmmurderer. Murderer!" The voices began to accuse. "Murderer! Traitor! Murderer!" Suddenly, the ground below me collapsed as I tumbled into a fissure and onto a mass of bodies. An entire army of Specters were grabbing and dragging me down, each chanting, "MURDERER." I could see the dreaded Phantom flying above me. He laughed through his skull mask and took aim with his pistol.
"SWEET MOTHER'S OF THRANDUIL'S MAKEUP ARTIST!", I screamed myse
All I Was Able To Give (part 2)He watched as his mate struggled. Day in and out Mikey was sluggish, depressed, unwilling or unable to train for longer than an hour or so. There were times when Raph would catch Mikey holding his stomach as tears trickling down his face. Those times Raph would hug Mikey. Would pull the young turtle tightly against his body and whisper how much he loved Mikey into the turtle's ear.
It was slowly destroying them, both of them. They had wanted a baby for so long. They’d hoped and dreamed of having a child of their own, just as their brother's had, had with their mates; the news that it was almost impossible was a near fatal blow to them. And while Mikey slowly fell into depression Raph found himself becoming more and more violent. At night when he went out on patrols he would bellow and rage at thugs and gangsters. Normally he tried to show some restrain when fighting with them, but now that was gone. He broke bones, fought dirty, did whatever it took to try and release the pent up
Five Nights at Freddy's P.I.E. - 1It was a normal Sunday morning. A newspaper arrived at the Toasted Ghost's doorstep.
Toast went outside, glancing down and picking up the paper.
"You notice we haven't had a job in days?" Ghost says from the kitchen.
"Yeah, we're running low on food." He sighs, walking into the kitchen and looking at the paper.
"Hey, I've got an idea. How about a second job?" He suggests, flipping the paper over to the jobs section.
"Hm....alright. I've got some spare time. I could take up an extra job." He says.
"How about this one?" Ghost says, pointing to a section with an animatronic bear.
Toast picks up the paper, reading it over. "Hm...it's a late night shift. I think I can handle it."
"Good, looks easy too."
"Yeah. You can handle things here, right?"
Toast smiles a bit, nodding. "Alright, I'll go there to apply then."
"Alright, have fun."
Toast nods a bit, walking out the door.
The place was only a few miles from the Toasted Ghost.
He simply walked there, going inside.
When he walke
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 6
Chapter: 6 The Darkness Within
5:40 pm Arendelle
"You did what?", I groaned.
Victoria shrugged. "I knew Momma didn't want Thor and his buddies coming to the ball, so I thought dinner would be better."
Elsa clenched her fists, "I ought to freeze all of their hearts."
I gave her a backrub. "No need for that, dear. We'll just have to get through this...together." I glared at Victoria, who slouched with a pout.
It was wonderful to be home again. Our kingdom glistened as a light snowfall blanketed the land. It was winter, and everyone donned fine coats and boots with the royal crest. The people of Arendelle greeted us with warm smiles as we made our way back to the castle. Once inside, Kai hung up our coats while Gerda sparked up the cozy fireplace.
Anna was reading to Kristoff in the lobby when Olaf called out, "They're back!" The princess' blue eyes lit up with joy as she watched us enter.
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 8
Chapter: 8 The Lost Love
7:00 am Arendelle
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, MICHAEL GOLDENHEART.
"Alright! Alright!", I jeered as my wife and I entered the bedroom.
Victoria followed us in, but Elsa shoved her out and locked the door. "Oh come on!", she whined.
"Not now, sweetie.", sneered Elsa. "Daddy has some explaining to do. And depending on his answer, I may become a self-made widow!" She turned her head so fast, it looked like it had spun 180 degrees. Her blue eyes were soaked in emotion, both anger and sadness. Before I could speak, she shot an ice beam from each of her hands, freezing me to a chair. "I was such a fool. I should've been suspicious of all of your 'missions'. A tear ran down her face. "How long have you been with her? Months? Years? How long have you hid this from me?"
"You misunderstand! This isn't an affair!"
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 9
Chapter: 9 Blackout
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, ELSA GOLDEHEART.
The Snoopers had flown in to pick us up on Arendelle. Their ship, the Always Faithful, was regal yet intimidating. We followed Doctor Whooves' coordinates to the Admiral Jetson's cruiser. The entire Guardian ship was under blackout, drifting aimlessly through space.
Galleth Snooper cracked his thunderous knuckles. "This is undoubtedly a trap."
"True, but as a fellow Hanna-Barberan, Admiral Jetson's safety is of the utmost importance.", replied his mother.
Suddenly, my wristcom blipped as Kira whispered, "Elsa?"
"Yes, Kira. It's me."
"Thank the stars. They ambushed us. We're all scattered throughout the ship. Meet me in the detention block and-....wait....wait..."
A stern voice yelled, "There she is! Blast her!" The transmission ended.
I turned to Super Snooper, who was at the wheel. "Y
CHAPTER 8 MEMORIES AND TESTSCHAPTER 8
In front of them the cave stood; enormous in size and eerie in atmosphere. Glancing at Donatello Mikey spoke.
“what is this place?”
Donatello looked to him and spoke.
“this is the tunnel of Yubi. It was carved out of the mountain centuries ago and represents the darkness that must be overcome in order to see light.”
Next to him Mikey felt Leo shift uncomfortably. “and we have to go through it?” Donatello nodded.
“yes. It will take us to the castle. But it will not be easy.”
Mikey cocked his head.
“what do you me-”
but his words were cut off as a dull roar passed by them carried on the winds.
“I will explain more; but we must keep moving.”
Stepping into the cave Mikey felt his skin crawl; it was unnaturally cold and damp; and every step he took it felt as though he was being pulled deeper and deeper into oblivion. As though they were stepping into an entirely new world. Glancing back he found himself
TDoGaE2: Memoirs of a Miracle: Chapter 33Shadow immediately began to walk down the road.
" Where are you going?" Midnight called after her.
Shadow looked over her shoulder, hands in her pockets.
" I'm tired of being afraid of the dark. I'm going to Hiccup. It's time to be a hero."
Scribbles walked forward to join her teammate, followed by Berry, till Midnight stood alone.
Shadow smiled sadly.
" C'mon, rookie."
Midnight nudged her as she re-joined her side.
" I knew you'd change your mind."
Berry reached her hand out to Jack.
He turned to her with the expression of a sad and lost puppy, holding tight to her.
" Come with us." The agent whispered, " We can help you."
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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