Melting Tony Stark's Heart With A KittenPeter was five years old when he brought home a little surprise to his fathers.
"Daddy! Papa!" Peter ran into the house after Happy brought him home from Kindergarten. Steve was the first to greet his son; Tony was making his way up from his workshop looking sleepy.
"Can we keep it Papa?" Peter's big round brown eyes pleaded his father as Steve knelt by his son to see what he had.
"Tony, come here," Steve shouted in his direction and Tony grumpily came into the foyer.
"What?" Tony snapped trying to get into the kitchen for some coffee or some sort of sustenance.
"Just come here," Steve was patient with his husband but Tony really didn't want to be bothered right now. He humored Steve and went by his side and what he saw in Steve's hand made his eyes go wide.
"Oh no, no, no, no! We are not having any cats running around this house!" Tony pointed at the kitten sitting contently in Steve's large hand.
Avengers: Our Fallen PrinceThe blood was the first thing Tony saw. Even amongst all the chaos and screaming surrounding him, he could never forget the sight of it, the horrific reminder of his own mortality and how despite all his attempts to be so, he was by no means larger than life and at any moment it could all come to a screeching end. But it wasn't his own blood, despite the battered and torn condition of his suit; he had thankfully remained free of such wounds. No, the blood was someone else's, someone he knew all too well.
It was almost impossible to see in front of him, the explosions coming from all sides and the rubble and dust surrounded him, along the faint cries and yells of the other Avengers, desperately trying to fight off the danger as best they could. But all their yelling, their cries to him, all seemed to fade away into nothing as he found the source of the blood and the broken and battered figure, in a torn and ripped red and blue suit.
For a moment, Tony just stood there, frozen
The Next Saturday The infirmary didn't feel any different. Even after the family had managed to rebuild their house and home the medical lab still harbored that same sterile, worrisome atmosphere which had held strong over the years. In that cold hallway, across from a locked off room, sat Zak Saturday. Now fourteen years old, his body had grown stronger, and several adults he knew had told him that his mind had as well. As he sat on the small metal chair staring at his clasped hands he couldn't keep himself from feeling eager. He'd gotten somewhat used to waiting over the past few years. Treating injured friends and family members, detailed investigations. But now, it was feeling that much harder for him to be patient.
The boy looked to his right and stared up at Fiskerton. At the moment the young cryptid didn't seem his usual self. As he too sat waiting he was constantly fidgeting, and clutching his ears anxiously. They'd been told the
SabotageStation Square, the coastal area
Sam Speed's Formula One car drove along the streets laid down near the coast after coming off of the highway that led back towards the city. Soon, he spotted what looked like a small house that was behind a wooden deck surrounded in front by a rope fence. Pulling over to the side of the road, he opened the glass covering and raised the visor on his helmet to get a better look at the building. Above the door was a sign that said "Detective Office," while an "OPEN" sign was hanging from the circular window in the door.
Having found what he was looking for, Sam removed his helmet and stepped out of the car. As he walked up to the door, he said to himself, "Normally, I wouldn't disturb these guys, seeing as they are the only detective agency around. But I have a feeling that if Sonic's friends are going to find out if there really is something going on, they're going to need all the help they can get. I just hope they're not on a job alread
Fast Love - Ch1
I, Amaya Ikeda, am now officially a primary school art's and music teacher in this city. This is what I have been waiting for. It's what I've been studying for. But no amount of study can prepare me for my first day at a new school community. I was starting to get nervous as I was escorted down the school halls by Mr. Stewart. He headed to the last classroom of the hall: Room number 115. He opened the door to reveal about 20 students sitting at their desks.
"Good morning students"
"Good morning Mr. Stewart" They all chanted together. I couldn't help but smile as I looked around the room.
"Kid's I would like to introduce you too your new art and music teacher, Miss. Ikeda. She will take over every Wednesday, Thursday and Friday afternoons for your art and music classes. She is quite a world famous pianist. Make sure you make her feel welcome"
"Good morning Miss Ikeda" I put on my best smile.
"Good morning guys"
"Now since we are done with the welcomes, how abou
RipslingerXBrianna- Chapter 1Ripslinger is probably THE most arrogant racer out there. He is mean to all the other racers, including his henchmen Ned and Zed. He thinks of no one but himself. Does anyone expect that type of person to have a crush? Um... No.
Well, THIS guy certainly does.
Rip was humming his favorite song to himself when he saw a really cute plane in the pit next to him. He blinked and kept on humming, but eventually found his eyes on that cute plane again. Slowly admiring her.
She was a kind of light blue shade, with black wings. There was a black dragon painted on her, with the number 39 in grey-blue. And her eyes...
Rip stopped himself right there as his front started to heat up. He turned his music on a little louder and tried not to look at the girl. It worked for a while, but caught himself staring again. And this time he noticed that a small green Zivko plane (also a girl) had caught him staring.
Then the cute blue plane saw him and gave him a glare.
Rip was taken by surprise (and a little e
Fanfic: PrettyPink powder on the cheeks.
A red stick smearing more red on lips.
Black goop on eyelashes.
It was the hair dryer that made WALL-E lose it, making her cry out and bring her own hands to her hair as if she'd been scalped. And her scream made the PR-T in front of her jump, nearly burning the customer.
WALL-E!! the android snapped. It's okay!
WALL-E just stared, wide-eyed, seated at the station beside the beautician android and the customer. The woman in the chair, an older lady who looked to be about in her mid-fifties, sent her tiny side-long glances, as if nervous that the dirtier android would mess up her new look. WALL-E would notice this everytime, and simply smile gently and wave a little, almost nervous.
WALL-E the PR-T said, a little exasperated. It's fine, see? Nothing's wrong; she just wants her hair to look pretty.
Pret-ty, WALL-E echoed.
Unfortunately, the android was too curious for her own good, sometimes leaning to
Deadly PainDisclaimer: I wish I owned them but alas I do not. Pixar does.
Lightning sat by himself in a booth at Flo's. His #95 Jacket was draped over his chair. He waited nervously for his Dad, who as coming ot stay. Why was he nervous? Because IT would start again. It being the beatings he took as punishment.
Nothing compared to when Jarod McQeen was drunk, anry, or both. He was a monster but Lightning told noone and to keep the secret he would live here with his dad. At least he had friends here...and someone that he would love to call Dad.
Jarod, a tall, bulky, brownhaired man came in and smiled at him. He hugged Lightning and gripped the back of his neck. He let out an evil chuckle that sent shivers down Lightning's spine.
They moved in the small house and the abuse began. Jarod hit him against the wall. He watched satisfied as Lightning slid down covering his head with hi
Piston Peak Chronicles: Blue Collar Man“Thanks for letting me stay over again. Hate being such a burden on ya.”
“It’s fine Maru, you’re my brother. There’s no way would I just leave you out on the street to freeze.”
Maru nodded as he slumped over a couch, stretching a little.
“Another long unsuccessful night of job hunting. I swear no one wants me, Gabe.”
Gabe, shook his head. “I’m sure there’s someone, just haven’t found the right fit for you.”
Maru looked up at this brother, giving an unimpressed look. “Says the one running a clinic. You have no idea what this is like.”
“I have offered for you to work there-”
Maru held up a hand. “You got the finest. I’m a little rough around the edges to be working at that place. ‘Sides, you got all the weirdos hanging around there. Nice weirdos, but still weirdos.”
Gabe shook his head, chuckling. “What are we gonna do with you?”
Piston Peak Chronicles: HalloweenHalloween. A time of year where ghosts, ghouls and the like come out for reasons no one truly knew.
For one Air Attack base, it meant movie marathons, popcorn and in the case of one young firefighter to be… Picking the perfect costume.
“No…” A pink dress went sailing out of a closet, landing on someone’s head.
“No…” A matching copy went sailing out after it. “Not that….”
Hailey Ranger sighed crossing her arms, humming in thought. “I don’t got nothin’...”
“Well looks like I got half your wardrobe.”
She blinked and turned to see Nick sitting cross legged on the floor, various articles of clothing hanging off of him. He raised an eyebrow. “You gonna put these back before Blade catches ya?”
“Oops.” She quickly hung up her clothes again but sighed. “I need to start wearin’ black… or somethin’...
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