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CookiesWarning: Roy/Ed fluff.Cookies by animewiccan725
"Ugh!" Ed exclaimed. "Why is this not coming out right!?" Ed was slowly becoming more and more frustrated.
Roy had gotten a batch of cookies from his foster mother and Ed was trying to replicate them. With alchemy.
Because the last time Ed had tried using a stove he'd nearly burned the house down and Roy had banned him from the kitchen.
Hence his futile attempt now.
A soft click sounded from the next room. "I'm ho...Ed what are you doing?" Roy's voice came from the doorway.
Ed froze. He slowly turned to face the older man. "Uh...making cookies?"
Roy glanced over at the untouched over and then back to the mess in front of the blond boy.
"Alchemy." Ed explained so he didn't get yelled at about the stove.
Roy sighed. "So how many have you made?"
Ed blushed lightly and frowned at the too dark disks in front of him. "None. They just don't turn out like your mother's."
Roy laughed, causing Ed to look up at him. "What's so funny?"
"I know what you're doing wrong.
Nellis:Breakfast In BedIt’s been two months since civilization has been restored, for the most part. Scientists found the source of the problem and eliminated what was left of the hoards. The government never disclosed the information out into the public to why the apocalypse even started. Since coming into contact with the non-infected, things didn’t fall back into place like Nick had wanted. Coach and Rochelle had parted in their separate ways, they had been good assets to their team effort to thrive and go on. Ellis stumbled back into Georgia, he caught word that mentioned Keith surviving the apocalypse. With so many crazy stunts Keith had attempted over the years, it was no surprise he would survive this tragedy. Nick returned to his old ways and conned his way through multiple casinos. He felt fresh going back into the scene of gambling. He and Ellis lingered together after getting settled down back into his hometown, Savannah. Nick was puzzled to know why he had stayed with the hick that bu
Simona(inspired by a pink dress and this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNZIJ059hKQ )
“…Nick, yew okay?”, Ellis asked as he looked at Nick, who was sitting at his desk, staring at a picture in his hand. When his lover didn’t react, Ellis stepped inside, standing behind the con man and putting a hand on his shoulder, softly repeating his question: “…Yew okay ‘ere, Nick?” Now, finally, the gambler looked up, seemingly roused out of deep thoughts.
“Oh… uh, yeah, I’m okay. Just… found this and started thinking…”, he said, and he showed the picture to Ellis. It depicted a woman in her late twenties, smiling broadly as she seemingly blew a kiss at the camera. Everything about the picture screamed ‘pink’ – pink glossy nailpolish, a pink sleeveless dress, pink sunglasses, pink lipstick, and a pink flower hairpin – but it
Carnival- Chapter 2 (Merlin fanfiction)Chapter 2
“Father! You can’t be serious?! That clumsy fool is my new servant?!” I plead with my father, trying to make him see reason. But he is a very stubborn man.
“Arthur, my word is final.” He says firmly. “Come on, I am having him flogged. That should be a good show!” He has a wicked gleam in his eye. “That will be a fitting punishment, for now. At least, until I give him my special treatment.” I feel as though he is talking to himself, more than he is to me, so I don't answer back.
I cannot seem to get that man, that Merlin, out of my mind. When he fell on me, for a moment, I imagined what it would be like to have him on his back, writhing under me, begging for more. I quickly dismiss these thoughts, horrified with myself. I try to think of something else, anything else, but my thoughts keep going back to him.
Lost in thought, I do not realize that we have stopped walking, and nearly crash into my father. I see th
Carnival- Chapter 1 (Merlin Fanfiction)Chapter 1-
Faster, and faster. Higher, and higher. I throw the balls in the air, and smoothly catch them. The children laugh with glee, their eyes sparkling. They don't know what goes on when the show is over, the horror that ensues when I am back in the cage that I call home.
Still, I smile back at them, praying that they never meet the same fate. I see Uther, and the smile quickly leaves my face, but Uther see’s it and scowls at me. Uther doesn't like his 'pets' to enjoy anything about The Carnival. It's bad for business, people like to see other people suffering. It helps them forget their own miserable lives, if only for a while. I will pay greatly for that smile, later. I focus on my juggling, making sure not to miss any. But I keep an eye on Uther, making sure he moves on.
He doesn't. I am his favourite, and it's not a good thing. Being his favourite means he has more fun torturing you. And having to suffer his unwanted advances.
After I am done juggling, I'm done fo
Action Figures“It’s cold.” I muttered under my breath.
Teddy was staring out of the window from across the room.
“*Sigh* Why’d it have to rain?”
I gripped my blanket tighter.
“I... I’m gonna try to go to work tomorrow.”
Teddy looked at me with disbelief.
“Are you crazy? By now, every single person there would have known about what happened. No one in that town would ever welcome us again.”
“But we barely have enough money to last a week without jobs.”
“Then let’s just get out of here tomorrow and head for the city. We’re bound to find new jobs there.”
Teddy sat beside me on the worn out bed, our backs against the creaking wooden wall, its paint crisping away. He wrapped his arm around me and pressed my head under his chin. It was like all the cold just suddenly flushed away.
It wasn’t very long until I dozed off to sleep.
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