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'Hell Freezes Over' CC, Retaliation fic
Title: "Hell Freezes Over"
Characters: The Cobra Commander, some Firefly and Destro
Summary: Wherein we see what kind of physical and psychological effects the secret prison might have on its most notorious inmate. No one can endure such extreme conditions unscathed...
Logically, he knew he could not be cold. His suit was insulated and specifically designed to protect his body from freezing to death in the icy water of his stasis tank. Physically, his body was incapable of becoming cold. It was kept at a perpetually warm temperature, approximately 70 degrees, with only a small margin of variance. As long as he was in this prison, and in the special suit his captors had equipped him with, he would never, purely technically, be in physical discomfort.
Yet he was cold. He felt it every day, as it creeped into his body--or rather, he felt it through this single, never-ending moment that stretched behind and before him without beginning o
Her Mother's BirthdayIt was a cold saturday night, and 10 year old Natalee was sitting by the table in the dark kitchen looking at the cupcake she recently baked that had a lit candle on top of it. Her brown eyes looked at the empty chair in front of her and began to speak to it.
"I… made you this cupcake." the little girl said with a weak smile. "I didn't have the time to make you a cake, but… hey. At least you might like it."
Her eyes looked back at the cupcake before back at the chair. "You've always said you loved my baking, so…. I'm confident that you'd love it. It's your favorite: chocolate with raspberry frosting."
While she was speaking, her big brother and father were looking through the door, the look of pity and sorrow in their eyes as Natalee spoke to the empty chair.
"You would've loved it… I know you would." the little girl nodded her head before pulling the cupcake towards herself, her eyes beginning to water. "But… now that you're gone, you'll never be able to
Planes FAR: Welcome homeScritch, scritch.
Another X jotted down on a Wings Around the Globe calendar.
The young boy armed with the pencil grinned before running out of his room. “Momma!” He called. “Momma?”
“In the kitchen my light!” Came his mother’s voice as he grinned. He rushed in practically taking off.
He sniffed the air and sighed a little. It smelled like homemade cookies. “Mm...That smells awesome.” Jett Crophopper grinned as he went over to his mother hugging her. “You’ll share right?”
Ishani laughed. “Only if you promise not to take one before they're done cooling. You burnt your tongue last time.”
“Dad ate one and he didn’t flinch!”
“Because he waited.”
Jett pouted before he smiled again remembering what he had ran into the kitchen for. “Guess what today is?” He asked hopping up and down a little.
“Hmm….Is it...Labor day?” She asked though she alrea
Tales of Machina - Never aloneAndy stood outside his sister’s door, hearing her crying her heart out inside.
She had to say goodbye to Dusty as he went off to become the town’s second firefighter. She knew it was to help them all, but she still had tried to put on a brave face. And when he had flown away she had ran trying to spot him until she had fell.
And now she was in her room crying. She had been in there for almost two hours now. He hated seeing Olivia so upset like this, it killed him inside. She was his little sister, he loved her so much that he would die for her.
Andy sighed a bit knocking.
“Go ‘way!” Olivia called back sniffling, hiccuping a little.
“Livvie...C’mon let’s talk…” He pleaded quietly.
Alright...If she won’t do it the logical way...I’ll have to just play her cards…. He knocked again.
“I SAID GO AWAY-”
“You don’t have to put on a brave face in front of me Livvi
Las aventuras de los mellizos creep-cap15Capítulo 15: visitas inesperadas
Selena y John: no debiste decir eso *Selena le da un puñetazo en la cara, y John le da una patada*, váyanse a la mi*rda estúpidos *se retiran hacia su habitación*
Héctor: *levanta a Thomas* ¿estás bien?
Thomas: creo que no…..
Héctor. ¡Que gusto! *le da un puñetazo y se va a buscar a los mellizos*
Thomas: ¡¿pero qué rayos?! *se da cuenta que los demás se van*, ¿A dónde van?
Azucena: vamos a ver cómo están Selena y John……
Jimmy: no debiste ser grosero hermano…. *se van excepto Thomas*
No entendía porque todos apoyaban a los mellizos, pero……tampoco entendía eso de que resultaba ser descendiente de un mitad ángel mitad demonio, siempre creí que era…..”Normal”, “¿debería disculparme?”, pensé, ese pensamiento daba vueltas en mi cabeza, hasta que de repente
Haunted MemoriesI cleared my throat and leaned down towards the microphone. "Good evening, fellow students. Thank you for being here." There was a low rumble of unwanted laughter. "I want to congratulate you all on surviving yet another year of high school."
There were a few cheers and whoops from the crowd. My eyes scanned the rows of chairs until I found who I was looking for. In the very last row, the very last seat, there was a boy. A small smiled crossed his face and I looked at my feet.
"It's been a rough year for many students and teachers. But through everything, we've stood strong together. Two months, three weeks, and six days have passed since the death of Lindsay Miller." I paused and tried to control my shaking voice. "Two months, three weeks, and six days since any of us have seen her cheerful, loving face. Two months, three weeks, and six days since I hugged my sister. I don't think there's any way we can forget her, and I can speak for everyone when I say she lives on in our memo
Panic Attack - OC Story: CharoiletScreaming, that's all he could hear along with yells from the doctor as he held her hand tightly. Charoilet was in a lot of pain, and the Captain was scared for her.
How did it come to this?
Let's rewind to this morning.
It was quiet normal, the Captain woke up early that morning to get some tea for himself before everyone else got up. Tea wasn't something he really was a fan of, but the coffee that Niremaan got from two weeks before ran out the other night. So he was left without coffee for the morning.
After making the tea, he glanced over to the room that he and Charoilet were allowed to use while they stayed in Kouki's house.
'Yep,' He thought, taking a sip of his tea, 'Still sleeping.'
He was, of course, referring to Charoilet, who was smiling while she slept. Her stomach had gotten so big in the last nine months, and she was due to give birth next week. One more week until they become parents, until he becomes a father. This made him both excited and slightly terrified.
A Bond Tethered in Fire and Ice Emily lay in her bed, it was still dark outside and a cold breeze drafted in from her open window. She had tried everything, but sleep would not come and she sighed as her alarm started buzzing. For just once, she wished her mother would get up and be a mother.
She slipped out of bed and padded along the empty hallway to Jane’s room, which was a mess of colours and teddy bears. It brought a smile to her face; it was the only part of the house that she loved, that held life.
“Time to wake up, Jellybean. Get dressed for school and make sure you have everything for your sleepover tonight.”
“I’m awake, I promise.” she mumbled, head plopping back onto her pillow.
Emily ruffled her hair before leaving, heading towards the kitchen for coffee and breakfast. She organized everything for the day, leaving her mother’s coffee for last. She trudged upstairs a
Beach House visit: One shot drabbleKenta walked across the sand, holding her duffle bag over her shoulder. She tossed a lock of her long fluffy blonde hair over her shoulder, "Hurry up!" She scolded her husband and son, while her daughter kept pace, arms crossed, her bangs falling over her eyes in a rebellious way. Owatashi glanced at his dead. "This is gonna be a long trip." He muttered.
Tobikuma grinned blissfully. "The longer the better!" He said cheerily, his orange T-shirt blowing a bit in the cooling breeze. "This family needs a vacation~" He added, looking down at his son. "Now, you heard your mother, let's pick up the pace a bit!" He hoisted the bags he was carrying and skipped after his two favorite women.
Kenta slid open the door to the house and looked around. "Hm..." She frowned deeply, Young doing the same. Owatashi hurried after them, rolling his eyes heavenward and smiling. Kenta dropped her purse on the ground and went into the kitchen, immediately making herself at home there.
Tobikuma dropped everythin
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