Story Ideas?

I have many ideas for some stories. Many of which are fanfics. I'm just not sure how to write them yet. So here is a short list of some of them.

* Amy and Glasses - Everyone realizes that the jokes about Amy needing glasses are true. There's just one problem - Amy hates glasses/has a fear of wearing glasses. Can the Sonic gang figure out why she hates them so much?
*Knuckles' Early Retirement - Chaos tells Knuckles that he can retire from guarding the Master Emerald. Knuckles, however, has trouble adjusting to retirement.
*Forgetmenots - This is a story I've wanted to do since 2007 when I first started writing it. I'm re-writing the whole thing. I also plan on having other stories semi-connected to it. I just don't know what to do with it yet. Yes, it is a Sonic Fanfic.
*Sprite in the Eye - The sequel to Spider Princess. The first original story on this list. It deals with Josh and explains the voice in his head. I just don't have enough pieces for it yet.
*Discovering Sight - a boy loses his sight, but makes a new friend he never knew was so close.
*Banshee - a story about a banshee who is afraid of her abilities.

Super Hero Poem

Super

Super

Super Hero

We need a super hero

I need a spider-man to come and save the day

A protector of the night; batman

Where are you?

We need a super man to help us

Put us on the straight and narrow

Captain America

Where’d you go?

Just a man with a shield

Standing tall and proud in my TV screen

Calling out from the pages of a magazine?

Super. Super. Super Hero

We need a super hero

Take us back to the brighter days

Defeat the bad guys

Defend the helpless

Save the innocent

Where’d you go?

Where’d you go?

We need a super hero.

We need a super hero.

I’m afraid.

I really am.

Because while the target isn’t on me

Why does it have to be on my friends?

Just because their skin is different?

Is that what’s this is all about?

Tell me please.

Super. Super. Super Hero.

We need a super hero.

Wolverine’s attitude isn’t present.

Storm clap the thunder and show us your class

Beast Boy and Robin, I know ya’ll are full of sass

So let us hear it.

Who can I trust?

Who can I believe in?

Who can I put my faith in?

Super. Super. Super Hero!

We need a super hero.

A friendly neighborhood spider-man.

A high flying superman.

A crime fighting batman.

A cocky but moral iron man

Please, we need a super

Super. Super hero.

We need a super hero.

I want to go to the days before

Those younger years

When I could trust

And feel happy

Safe to play in the fields

But maybe that was a lie.

Maybe this is the way it’s always been

And I’ve just been wearing rose glasses

Strange the world didn’t seem pink then

Maybe I get older the roses are wilting

Is that what this is?

How long are we going to take this?

How long do we have to live in fear?

How long do we have to be so uncertain?

To worry that if my friend walks down the street

He or she will be unlucky to meet

Some cruel being who’ll take them off their feet

While they scream, “I can’t breathe!”

Will they let go?

Will someone come to their rescues?

Or will people just watch and laugh?

Maybe take a video for the internet?

We need a super hero.

Super. Super. Super Hero.

We really need a super hero.

I don’t care what your theme is

I don’t care what god you pray to

I don’t care how silly your name sounds

I don’t care about your background

I don’t care how many times life knocks you down

I just want a super hero

One that stands strong and true

One that’ll raise their head and shout!

“This isn’t right! This isn’t the way!”

One that’s moral.

One that’s here to help.

Even if you’re just saving cats from trees.

I don’t care if you’re the Flash or Sonic.

I don’t care if you’re a plumber looking for a princess

I don’t care if you’re rescuing Zelda or a Metroid

Just please, please, stop by and

Be our super. Super. Super hero.

We need a super hero.

We’re crying out here.

We’re crying for the loved ones we held dear.

Please this world is hard to bear

I don’t know how it keeps happening

Guess history will keep repeating itself

Maybe the final fantasy isn’t repetitive

But why must we repeat the failures

Why must we relive the pain?

We need a super hero

Super. Super. Super Hero.

We need a super hero.

One who’ll stand tall

Show it to the world

That it’s not right to shot a man 6 times

In some sorry excuse for self defense

That it’s not right to choke a man out

When he’s crying, “I can’t breathe!”

We’re so messed up.

We’re so far gone.

We need help before we nuke ourselves.

We need a super hero.

Super. Super. Super hero.

We need a super hero. 

Poem: I want to Hug You

I want to hug you

But I’m too far away

I don’t know your country

I don’t know your state

I don’t know your town

All I know is that you’re down

I want to hug you

And tell you it’s okay

I want to make the doubts go away

If I can’t vanquish your fears

I’m sorry. I’m rather crummy.

I know there’s very little I can say

To help dissolve your doubts

And show you the rainbows

That are all around you

I want to hug you

But I’m too far away

I don’t know your country

I don’t know your state

I don’t know your town

All I know is you’re down

I want to hug you

And tell you it’s okay

You think you’re too childish

That you need to grow up

That your childhood dreams

Aren’t something you can achieve

You’re doubting your skills

And you’re uninspired

And through your computer

You share your feelings

I read your words

And my chest begins to ache

I want to hug you

But I’m too far away

I don’t know your country

I don’t know your state

I don’t know your town

All I know is that you’re down

I want to hug you

And tell you it’s okay

Growing up doesn’t mean leaving your dreams behind

Growing up means reaching for your skies

Achieving your childhood dreams

The child in you will glimmer with pride

We all have times when we doubt ourselves

There’s nothing I can say to remove all those doubts

All I can do to make you feel better

Is hug you

I want to hug you

But I’m too far away

I don’t know your country

I don’t know your state

I don’t know your town

All I know is that you’re down

I want to hug you

And tell you it’s okay

I want to hug you

But I’m too far away

I don’t know your country

I don’t know your state

I don’t know your town

All I know is that you’re down

I want to hug you

And tell you it’s okay

All I know is that you’re down

All I can do to make you feel better

I want to hug you

Letter To My Old Friend

You seem to be under the impression that I am supposed to be beside you. You act as if you own me sometimes and it hurts.

You called me worthless because I didn’t want to come spend time with you. Because I wanted a day to myself? You called me worthless. Saying I broke my word. A promise that you said I made, but I don’t recall selling you my soul. Selling my free time to you.

I feel like I’m in an abusive relationship with you. Friendship shouldn’t feel this way. Friendship shouldn’t be this way. Friendship is supposed to be happy. Friendship is supposed to make me feel bubbly. I know not of romantic love. And the family love I know is hectic. The friendship love I do know, is supposed to be nice.

But this isn’t nice. This feels like abuse. It’s not physical, like you punching and kicking me. But it’s verbal. You say things to me that hurt. You insult me and try to take me down because I don’t want to be around you. I love you, I really do. You’re my friend. But this way that you’re treating me. That isn’t friendship. It’s abuse in friendship’s clothing.

That’s not something I can take. I don’t want to be around you anymore. You’ve snapped on me way too many times. You’ve been cruel to me way too many times. And it’s barely even been a week. I can’t take that! I just can’t. So until you decide to go back to being a sensible you. I can’t be near you. I can’t take your hurtful words. The ones you yell at me and the ones you text me. I can’t take it. You expect me to care about your life and your problems. You want me to sympathize with you. But I can’t. I can’t when you’re being so mean. So cruel with your words.

Yes, you’re right. Words mean something. But a man isn’t just his word. A man is his actions too. And your words and actions. They’re cruel. And I don’t want that in my life. That’s not a good relationship for me. It’s not a good friendship for either of us. So I’m going to walk away. I’m going down the block. I know I’ll probably never hear an apology from you. But I’ll suck it up eventually. And when I’m ready, I’ll forgive you. Because that is the hardest thing for me to do. But I will not put up with your abuse again. 

Christmas on Angel Island Excerpt

Christmas on Angel Island

She stretched her hands above her head. She giggled as the soft snowflakes melted against her arms. It’s been years since she felt wind and grass. But those sensations she remembered. It was snow that she had no recollection of. It was completely alien to her.

She turned to smile at the giant green gem. “How do you think he’ll react?”

Chaos rose up from the water surrounding the shrine. The god shrugged. Are you sure about this?

The mental link still connecting the two. Tikal gave a swift nod.

You don’t even understand what they were talking about though.

Tikal shrugged. “But this Christmas holiday sounds really fun! It sounds so warm and enjoyable. And to think, when Knuckles gets back, I’ll have a Christmas on the whole island for him!”

Chaos rolled his eyes. You don’t even know how to cook. He shook his head as he stared out at the expanse of the giant island.

A fireplace, a Christmas tree, bright lights, ornaments everywhere, mistletoes, and lots of delicious foods meant to share. Tikal was sure she could do that. After all, Sonic and crew took Knuckles with them around this time of year since they’ve known him. Knuckles never stayed long, but Tikal wanted to give him a Christmas when he got back. Surely she could do so.

The orange echidna clasped her hands together. “Let’s get started!”

Oh boy. This won’t go well.

“Don’t be so negative Chaos!” Tikal hopped down the steps as she waved her hands. “I’ve got this!”

Several hours later and Tikal was doubting that she had anything. She had found mistletoe on the island. The plant wasn’t all that common on the island though. She placed the decorative plant along the rim of the top of the altar. She placed similar green plants along the steps. Satisfied with this, she turned her attention to the rest of the things on the list. A fireplace, a Christmas tree, bright lights, ornaments, and food.

Lacking a place to put a fire place, she made a large bon fire close to the shrine. The sky was still bright, so she didn’t bother lighting it. She placed wood inside of it and tried to keep the snow out of it. After she had a good amount of wood in it, she turned to Chaos and beamed a huge smile.

“Looking nice, isn’t it?”

I guess. But I’m not sure if Christmas on the main lands look like this. He shrugged.

“It’ll be okay if we change a few things.” Tikal assured him. She made torches and placed them around the clearing of the shrine. It took her a few hours to make the torches, but she did it.

Once she was done, she sat on the steps for a moment. “What does a Christmas tree and ornaments look like?” She sighed, placing her chin into her hands.

Beats me. Chaos shrugged. Guess we’ll just have to do without it.

“I guess.” Tikal stood up and brushed some dirt off her dress. “Well, I better get dinner ready.”

Chaos flinched. You intend to cook? You don’t know how.

“I do too. It’s just been a while.” Tikal stated.

A couple thousand years.

Tikal sent the god of chao an annoyed glare. “Stop being such a pessimist.” She turned and went into the woods, grabbing a bow and some arrows she had made earlier. 

Knuckles Breaks His Leg Pt. 1

Knuckles Breaks His Leg

Part 1

The red echidna glared at the blue hedgehog. He had come to his island speaking nonsense, and frankly, he didn’t feel like putting up with his antics today. Which is why the red echidna now carried Sonic the Hedgehog over his shoulder in an iron grip. He knocked on the wooden door to Tails’ workshop and waited for the orange fox to open it. The whole time Sonic squirmed and spoke rapid nonsense. Knuckles tuned it out, knocking on the door again.

I just want to return to my island.

Tired blue eyes opened the door. “Knuckles?” His groggy voice asked. “What are you doing here?”

He pointed to the blue boy draped over his shoulder.

Tails nodded. “Hi Sonic.” He pulled the door opened and gestured for them to come in. Knuckles came in and plopped the blue blur onto the couch with a careless thump. He nodded to Tails and began to leave. Or at least, he would have had Sonic not grabbed a hold of his arm.

“Aw come on Knuckles!” Sonic whined. “Can’t you hang out for a little bit?”

“No. I have to protect the Master Emerald.” Knuckles stated firmly.

“Ah! But it’s been snowing for 3 days straight. Why not just take a break and relax for once? We can build a snowman.” Sonic gave him a hopeful smile.

Knuckles looked at the blue hedgehog with a stale face that could rival Shadow’s. He shook his head and proceeded on his way. He didn’t have time to deal with this hedgehog. He had an island and emerald to protect.

Too bad for the echidna, the icy ground at Tails’ house was against him. His leg slid on the ice. He tried to steady himself, but his leg twisted in a way legs shouldn’t twist. Tails jumped at the loud crack that filled Mystic Ruins. Sonic stood frozen for a minute, silent as he stared at the echidna’s crumpled form.