Ophion IIDare pranced into the nightclub with a huge grin on her face. She'd work an hour, then return home to review what kind of damage she had caused outside of her home. Whatever, Luckless had deserved it completely. Plus, she'd have to pay for it later anyway, Fail was going to be pissed! God, her allergies were acting up, already. By the time she got home, she'd be retching so hard she wouldn't touch blood candy for a week.That's how it all started tonight, wasn't it? Lucky had given her some red food, blood candy, and they fought over her beliefs about her derivation. What a stupid way to end it all. Who cared, though? All she was to him was a freaky bitch, and he was just a bastard piece of trailer trash that had gotten a hold of her heartstrings and snapped them as easily as he could have snapped a rubber band. Nothing to him, and everything, life itself, to her.Personally, she thought she'd dealt with his twisted crime in an orderly fashion."Dare!" The vampress felt arms around her
OphionDare groaned loudly and to tell the truth, it was completely necessary. How could Fail even bring herself to set an alarm this early? Yet, there she was in the living room to their apartment, doing yoga. Her usual daily routine. Dare, on the other hand, couldn't stand the very thought of rising before eight. PM. You see, she was what you could call a 'clinical vampire'. Dare honestly believed that she herself was a vampire. Allergic to blood, of course. She slept all day, woke at the crack of evening, and fed only upon foods that were red. The typical young adult, no? As opposed to Fail, the extremely religious, naive, little girl who did yoga to sweet Christian music every evening. Annoying, yet dependable. You know what they say, opposites attract. You may wonder, how had two such different personas come to be together? Well, Lets explain.
Secret Christmas Wish"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse." He thought, grimly.Oh, God if only that was true! Xemnas grumbled and pulled the covers up over his head. He could hear the soft foot falls over his head without even straining to listen for them! Who could be up there this late on Christmas Eve?! Merry Christmas, Superiour, oh! and while you're at it, go screw yourself.There were only two Nobody's who'd be up this late. Axel. And Roxas.Xemnas grumbled and jumped out of bed, revealing a long, silk nightie and sleeping cap. Traditional Christmas sleeping wear, of course."I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter." He mumbled.Maybe he didn't want to disturb them... but whatever. They needed to be set straight. Or, at least as straight as they could be set. As he walked upstairs, he could hear the two whispering, failing at it. Obviously, they didn't want anyone to hear them."Roxas, shouldn't you be tucked into
Made In RussiaEngland stood at the World Conference Meeting. "As a Christmas gift to you all, I will be granting one request per person this holiday season!"A few rolled eyes and raised brows brought him back to his seat. "It's okay, England, it's the thought that counts." The whispered reassurance was followed by a stuffed bear landing in his lap."Thanks Canada," the crest-fallen Brit passed the bear back, "But I really just need a drink. Want to go out tonight?" Of course, the quiet one passed."I'll drink with you. I have vodka."England jumped at the creepily close voice behind him. It had come from Russia. He was skeptical, Russia was not the best company to keep. Then again... the vodka did sound nice...Canada spoke to him in his usual whispery voice, "Go on, England," he winced as Russia turned his stare on him, "Go with Russia, that can be my request." Canada had actually been planning on using his request for a chance to speak at a conference meeting, but at least he was sacrificing that
My Sin Is Purged"Hello, my name is Silvius Oberon, and I'd like to join Glee."Mr. Shoester looked over the kid thoughtfully. He was tall, almost as tall as Finn. There was a thin, straight scar across his forehead under his black and gold hair. His eyes were an even lighter gold, and accented by thick, dark lashes. All the clothes he donned were dark as well."You'll need to audition, but I'm sure we'd love to have you on the team." The dedicated teacher looked to his 'team'. None of them had even noticed Silvius, except for one.Wow, that is one cute boy... Jurt inspected the new-comer. He was strangely similar to Finn, but more... well, more intellectual. Deep, even. Kurt could read this boy like a book, and this book had a thing for boys. He just knew it.Silvius glanced around the room shyly, trying not to look as scared as he felt. This was highschool, and from what he'd learned over his three years, students can smell fear. One, though, stuck out to him in particular. He had neatly combed hair,
Reminds Me of YouShakespeare quotesAnd geography notes'All Around Me'And Katy PerryLemonade in the parkEmbrace in the darkA kiss near the treesYou calling me a teaseSTOMP and cosplayXemyx and RelayLove in a letterAnd kissing it betterOur kiss in the rainMy 'boyfriend named Shayne'The fith of JuneMy calling too soonInside a tentSongs from RENTSleep that we're fakingA Lucky Star waking