ReleaseLeo was awake.
He was awake and he was smiling, despite his weakness.
He would heal and he would be alright.
Raphael watched, from a few feet away, as Donnie gave their oldest brother yet another checkup, talking about the damage done, about healing times, about this and that and it all turned to white noise in his ears.
With infinite patience, Leonardo sat on the couch, answering whatever Donnie would ask him, smiling reassuringly at the youngest, at April, even managing a small grin for Casey.
When steel-blue orbs rose to find his, Raphael dropped his gaze away and off to the side, unable to meet his brother's eyes.
April blurted about Raphael's vigil at Leo's side and the automatic reply came before he even thought about it. “Eh, it was nothing.”
Leonardo kept his eyes on Raph, noticing the way he tensed, obviously feeling his eyes on him. He smiled.
“Still. Thank you, Raph.” And his brother only tensed more, lips thinning out, giving a stiff shrug.
Scar TissueI don’t know what I hated more: myself, or the fact that my crying woke him up. It couldn’t be later than two in the morning, I had woken up from another nightmare and I found myself huddled in the same spot I always went to in times like these: the bathtub.
It was a bad habit I got myself into since childhood, but the coldness of the tub gave me a comfort most things couldn’t. I had been good about keeping my pain hidden from the rest of the world, but by night it came crawling back to me in the form of dreams and flashes of guilt.
The tears would come before I could stop them and I always found myself in this tub. He never knew, and I never told him. What was the point? I’m a girl stuck in reverse who can’t seem to let go of yesterday and take in the joys of tomorrow. My whole life was like a damaged tape, repeating itself when it shouldn’t and having a hard time moving forward. I always could repress my sobs, and I wondered if I was louder than I
Jen-In-The-Box“No, Jen! Go on and intern at Horizon Industries! They’ve got the latest tech, you sure won’t be doing busy work!” Jennifer grumbled to herself as she put yet another toy into the replicator.
Granted, the technology itself was really cool stuff--prototype cloning but in a different way. The idea was pretty simple, since matter couldn’t be created or destroyed, the ray simply converted something from one form to another. You put something in the replicator, fired up the beam, hit a target, and poof! Perfect copy.
There were only two problems. The first was that she had to keep her hair in a ponytail behind her head, to ‘avoid contamination’. It was standard lab procedure, but Jennifer had hoped Horizon Industries had moved beyond those archaic techniques. But that was a minor quibble.
Jennifer’s real problem was that since the company was unwilling to test on anything organic, she had t
A Big Price to Pay For Comfort The humming of Linda's car was incessant, as were all others, as they were all waiting to move on their way past the traffic light. Linda's ears rang with constant shouting (that went past the closed windows) and loud honks. Being stuck in standstill traffic is a fate worse than death itself.
"My goodness," she said to herself, "If I have to spend another hour, I'll starve!" Linda honked her horn, and joined the others. But that was not before she found a small opening at a random hotel, and she quickly drove in. Recognizing the logo in the bright wall, she knew that she could finally reach her destination in time: a trendy club only she and her esteemed colleagues knew about. But alas, her tired body wouldn't allow it, even if she was awake. She couldn't make it to the club, regrettably. Still, as long as her body could function, she was golden.
Linda, dressed in almost business attire, struggled to keep herself up while approaching the front
Farm Life for Maribelle"Ugh! This is disgusting!" Maribelle cried out upon looking through Donnel's supplies. The objects currently covered in mud and grass from the farm hand doing some planting and such. As usual he was set to help with the growing of food and suppling said food for the mares and such.
"To think that Chrom would ask me, ME of all people to do something so... disgusting as to move these objects! The nerve!" The blonde said while trying to avoid touching the supplies. Having objected to such dirty work, but was forced due to everyone else being busy. Including Donnel himself with training. Thus leaving Maribelle to clean.
"I do not believe this... Why would I- Wait... what is this...?" She questioned upon spotting... a book? Ever so carefully she picked up the item- avoiding the dirt covered shovel- and opened it up.
For a moment Maribelle was silent, right before letting out a snide chuckle. "It would seem Donnel wishes to learn magic. How foolish! Before he can even attempt he must learn p
TSC ll BrightXWolf part 1 Note:
- The italics are flashbacks
- Present day will be in normal text
- And the point of view of the kits (Fireflykit/Firekit) will be underlined
Curious as can be the fluffy, tiny shape of a half moon old kitten poked her head out of the nursery. Her baby blue eyes were only just starting to change to their adult color: a brilliant yellow. The little kit was still some what shaky on her paws, having just started getting used to walking instead of crawling. Her eyes turned wide in astonishment at the white stuff falling from the sky and covering the ground, sneezing one speck touched her nose. Causing the little she-kit to squeak in surprise at how cold and wet it was. She swiftly looked back into the burrow to make sure her clingy, bossy brother wasn't awake. "Gwood he's still sweeping with Heathershine."she thought with a giggle. Eagerly she hurried outside, jumping around trying to catch the white stuff like a spring hare.
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