Darla the Dragon Tries to Decieve by JZLobo, literature
Literature
Darla the Dragon Tries to Decieve
Darla the Dragon was lonely.
Dragons do not get along with each other. They all like treasure so much, that they can’t trust other dragons around their piles and piles of gold. So Darla didn’t have any dragon friends.
Humans are scared of dragons. A long time ago, a dragon did bad things like steal sheep and eat some village girls, and it made humans think all dragons were bad. That’s called stereotyping. So Darla didn’t have any human friends.
Dwarfs never came out of their tunnels, and they smell like mold. So Darla didn’t have any dwarf friends.
So Darla decided to post an ad on Craigslist.
“I want
Karen and the Unexpected Transformation by JoeyLiverwurst, literature
Literature
Karen and the Unexpected Transformation
"Where is he?"
"This is ridiculous."
"Excuse me. Ma'am?"
"You'll have to come closer. I can't hear you."
"That's better. What can I do for you?"
"I was wondering if you'd seen a friend of mine."
"What's he look like?"
"Well, he's not a friend exactly. He's sort of the narrator."
"That still doesn't tell me what he looks like."
"Have you seen anyone around here tonight?"
"Besides you?"
"Yeah."
"Oh! There was this one fellow. He was waiting over there by those columns, when all of a sudden, he turned into a werewolf and ran off."
"How could you tell he was waiting?"
"He kept looking around aimlessly, and he was holding a pen and p
Roy could barely believe his luck. He and Matheson got along all right, but Matheson was strictly business. No sense of humor. No sense of adventure.
But Matheson had sent him the most incredible voice mail. Apparently, Matheson had tried a new energy drink, mutated from it, and called Roy to tell him about it. So out of character, and yet, all Roy cared about was seeing for himself.
If not for energy drinks, Roy could hardly do his job. He didn't drink tea, coffee, or even cola. Every morning, however, he threw back one or two energy drinks and coasted on that until lunch. But for all the "monster" and "power" imagery, he never had noticed
Jenny led the way to the clearing. "This is going to be the best campout ever!" she promised.
"I'll believe that when I see it," someone pouted.
"Oh, cheer up," Jenny prodded. "I have a surprise for everyone!"
"I hope it's a way out of here," someone else complained.
"Where do you find these people?" Jay asked Jenny.
"They're friends from online," Jenny answered through clenched teeth.
"They make me want to get rid of my computer," Jay grunted, and Jenny laughed out loud.
"That'll be the day! Then how would we keep up?" she demanded.
"Carrier pigeon," Jay said with a smirk.
Right then, the group arrived at the clearing. Jenny instruc
You are the sun, and I am the moon. You are the day, and I am the night. You are the light, and I am the dark. We are opposites of one another, and only through both of our existence can the world live in perfect harmony. It is torture, to watch you there, with your golden hair and your pale skin. Your eyes are weaved from the sky itself, hypnotising and captivating. I find myself unable to look away from them, inexplicably draw to them - no, to you. My very soul gravitates towards yours.
You are fire, and I am ice. I cannot touch you, though my dark fingers stretch towards you, my posture expressing the very need that vibrates withi
Designer me again
Sadly no work today
So I decided to have a stroll
I walk past
A normal neighbourhood
Then I see him
Stamp Pastu
*Swoon*
But wait
I see a little blond boy
On his back
Oh it must be his brother
Wow they both are gorgeous
His brother Parcel
I see them have a conversation
I heard what they were saying
Parcel seems to like
Piggy back rides
What I would do to be in
His place
They look my way
Oh man I'm caught
*Blush*
Stamp looks at me
And gives me his 100 watt smile
Parcel has a confused look
But still smiles & blushes
I wonnder
How lucky am I
To be with
The Pastu Brothers