Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Victim of a Moose

Victim of a Moose
He stared up at the large creature in front of him. Why did he decide to walk down this path of the woods? Half of his brain knew better, but the other half overpowered him.
“Go on! It’ll be fun!” he mocked himself. “It’ll be an interesting experience! Just walk on through all the low hanging fog and mist into the obviously haunted forest!”
He pushed himself closer into the tree. Before him was a large creature whose eyes glowed in the moonlight. Its antlers menacing. He could feel the moose’s breath floating onto his face. He was not liking the odds of being run down by a moose.
“Why did you throw the pine cone, Micah?” He growled at himself. “Why? Throwing a pine cone only makes moose chase you!”
The moose stomped its foot before it charged at him. Micah rolled out of the way. He panted for breath as he stared at up at the creature. It shook its head. Luckily hitting the bark of the tree gave the moose a headache.
Micah smirked as adrenaline pushed him off his back. He darted down the trail. There had to be a tree with a branch he could jump on and climb. He needed a lower hanging branch.
“Where are all the climbing trees dammit!” he yelled as he skid on his heels to make a sharp turn. He could hear the moose charging forward. He yelped as his ankle gave out from under him. “Damn heel!” He crawled forward. If he could just push himself up that tree.
The moose was too fast however. It ran over him. Micah let out a small gasp of air as he felt his ribs break. The moose turned around and stomped on Micah until he was sure he was dead. When it was done, the moose turned up its head with sass.
“That’ll teach that human to throw pine cones down hills at me.” The moose trotted away.

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Sunday, May 10, 2015

Sonic Underground Ch4

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Sonic Underground
Chapter 4: Getting To Know You
Deathy: I know you’ve all been waiting for this. I’m only sorry that this is taking so long.
Disclaimer: “We were all born with silver spoons in our mouths, Sonia. You just got to keep yours.”
“Yeah. I had to steal mine.”
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The two boys stared at each other. Sally and Bunnie had taken Sonia to a different hut to call home. Sonic, however, now had a roommate. He had tried to let him bunk with someone else, but everyone was all, “But he’s your brother Sonic. He should bunk with you.” Sonic wasn’t sure how to feel about this whole sibling thing.
The green hedgehog was quite as he took in the room. His eyes wondering anywhere and everywhere they could. Sonic gave him the couch until he could figure out where to put another bed. Manic merely sat on the couch and stared at him. His fingers rubbing the straps of his bag every so often. And so they sat in quiet, just staring at each other.

Sonia looked around the hut she’d been given. It was smaller then what she was used to, but she would take it. She didn’t want to complain. She was still trying to digest everything. She had to flee her home. She had two brothers. They needed to work as a team to stop Robotnik. There was also the added knowledge that their mother was Queen Aleena B. Hedgehog. She had heard of that name in hush tones from aristocrats at parties she attended with Lady Windermere.
“So,” she put her bag neatly at the foot of her bed, “What time does the maid bring breakfast?”
Sally bit her lower lip as Bunnie chuckled.
“Mah stars, you must’ve lived fancy before Robutnik muddled it up for ya.” Bunnie waved a hand. “We don’t have maids. If you want breakfast, you make it. Though we have a large breakfast on Saturday were we all eat together. I don’t suppose you know how to cook?”
Sonia turned bright red. How could she have been such an idiot? Of course they didn’t have maids here. Everyone around her was a freedom fighter. She would need to learn how to be one too. That would suck. She hated getting dirty. “I know how to cook a little bit. Not much.”
“That’s okay. Sonic can only cook chili dogs.” Sally stated with a smile. “It’ll just take you a while to adjust. Is there anything you’d like help with?”
Sonia thought as she looked around the room. “Is there a place were you… train people to be freedom fighters?” She shuffled some on her feet. “I’m afraid I don’t know anything about fighting at all.”
“I can show you some martial arts that I know.” Bunnie beamed. “Sally is good with plans. If you want to learn how to use a sword, Antoine can show you some basics. He always has a sword with him. Rotor’s good with building things, so he can show you that. Are there any skills you have?”
“Lots.” Sonia beamed. “But none that would be much help for being a freedom fighter.”
“I doubt that.” Sally stated. “What are your skills?”
“I know gymnastics. I play piano. I have a photographic memory. I can sing.” Sonia listed. “I can drive a motorcycle and do some cool tricks. I’m very good at organizing! I rearranged the whole house for Lady Windermere for her birthday once. I know fashion and stuff.”
The two nodded.
“Well Suga, sounds to me like you have plenty of talents.” Bunnie slapped Sonia’s shoulder. “You’ll find we all have a different way of working. But the key is to work as a team. Just like that Oracle fella said.”
“I know, why don’t we grab the boys and do a quick training session before dinner?” Sally suggested.

“Come in!” Sonic called to the knock on the door.
“Sonic?” Sally cracked open the door. She arched an eyebrow as she opened the door further. She saw two hedgehogs sitting on the floor just staring at each other. Neither moved to look at the girls. “What are you two doing?”
The boys shrugged as they continued to stare at each other.
Sonia walked in passed the chipmunk. She looked around the living room. It was dirty. It wasn’t a huge mess. But it was still dirty. She shook her head as she walked over to a table. She began picking things and putting them in proper places.
“How long as this cup been here?” Sonia looked into a cup that held what she presumed to be milk. But it looked spoilt.
The boys turned to her. Sonic scrunched up his nose and as he zipped over and took it from her. “I’ll handle that,” he stated as he zipped to the kitchen. They heard the sound of the running water seconds later.
Sonia stared and turned back to the green hedgehog on the floor. “So, how has the guy bonding been going?”
Manic stared up at her. He had large brown eyes. It was different from Sonic’s and Sonia’s green. Manic shrugged. “We’ve just been staring at each other.”
Sonia’s expression went from a smile to a blank one in no time flat.
Manic just glanced to the other two girls and tilted his head. He hadn’t learned their names yet. “Hi,” he waved. “I’m Manic Hedgehog. Who are you dudettes?”
“Oh. We haven’t introduced ourselves yet.” Sally stated. “I’m Sally Acorn.”
“Bunnie Rabbot.” Bunnie waved as she walked over to him.
“Is that your actual last name or a last name made for a pun?” Manic smiled.
Bunnie laughed as she sat down next to him, crossing her legs like he was. “A pun really, but it’s a cool last name all the same, right?”
“Yep!” Manic nodded with a big grin on his face. Manic tilted his head in thought a moment later. He jumped up and landed on the other side of the table and walked to the kitchen.
The girls shared confused looks.
Manic walked up to Sonic, who had his elbows buried in suddy water washing dishes.
“What’s up?” Sonic asked as he heard Manic’s footsteps.
“You have good hearing dude.” Manic complimented. “I just wanted to know if I could offer the couch for the girls to sit on.”
“Yeah. Way past cool.” Sonic nodded as he put the dish on the drying rack. “These are done anyway. I’m sure they want something. Best hope it’s not a shopping trip.”
The two laughed.
A loud shriek filled the air.
Sonic was in the living room in a second. “What happened?” he asked as he scanned the rooms for danger. SWATbot, badnik, whatever it was, he could handle it. Manic ran out of the kitchen a moment later.
Sonia was crotched on the tallest object in the room, the large wooden chifforobe. Bunnie and Sally were sitting on the back of the couch. Sally kept her eyes on the
“There’s a rat!” Sonia screeched.
“Where do you keep your broom suga-hog?” the rabbit asked as she looked around the room.
Sonic slumped over as he shook his head. “Do you really need to hide up there, Sonia?”
Sonia glared at the blue hedgehog.
“That’s not a rat.” Manic stated as he knelt on the floor. He made several tsking sounds and the rodent came to him and crawled into his hand. Manic smiled as he gently petted its head. “It’s just a small field mouse. Aren’t you? You’re so cute. You couldn’t hurt a fly.”
Sonic arched an eye brow at his brother as he continued to pet the mouse. Sonia gagged in disgust. Bunnie slid off the couch and Sally tilted her head at him.
“That’s gross!” Sonia yelled. “Get rid of it before you get some disease.”
Manic rolled his eyes as he glared at her. “You know, you’re a SAP. This little guy is probably just after that can of peanuts Sonic has in the corner. He’s just a hungry little guy and you’re being mean.”
Sonic sighed as he stepped in between the two. “Okay. Why don’t we give the little guy some nuts and you can take him back to his home?” He took some nuts out of the can and put them in the can. “While you’re handling that, I’ll get the SAP off my chifforobe.”
“What does SAP mean?” Sonia asked.
“Spiny Annoying Princess.” The boys answered in unison.

Training was a lot easier then Sonia expected. It turns out she was a natural at it. She couldn’t run as fast as Sonic, but she could spin fast enough to make a mini tornado. Sonic tried it, but he lost his balance and hit a tree. Everyone laughed. Sonic pouted a bit before going into a laughing fit.
“This is fun!” Sonia stretched her limbs. “I’m learning a lot.”
“Same here. Wanna race again?” Sonic stretched out his legs.
“Yes!” Sonia bounced up and down with glee.
“How about to that tree and back!” Sonic pointed to a tree several miles away.
“Sure.” Sonia nodded. “Hey Manic, you want to race?”
Manic looked up from where he was sitting on the log. “Nah.” He shook his head. “You guys go ahead.” Manic wasn’t doing so well with this training. He wasn’t fast like Sonic and Sonia. He felt so out of place here.
Antoine sat next to him as his siblings raced off. “You seem down, Mon Ami. What is bothering you?”
Manic shrugged. “Nothing.”
Antoine shook his head. “Sure. Nothing is bothering you like germs don’t bother me.” The coyote tapped Manic’s arm, handing him a bottle of water.
Manic graciously took a swing before handing it back and arching an eyebrow. “Wait, you just said germs don’t bother you.”
“On this isn’t mine.” Antoine grinned. “This is Hamlin’s. L’âne stole this from me last month. I was hoping you would backwash in.” He frowned as he swished the bottle in the sun light. “Sweet revenge was not easily obtained for me today.”
“Oh, if you want revenge,” Manic placed his hand on the bottle, “Just tell me dude, I’m always game to help with a prank.”
The two shared an evil grinned.
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Deathy: I want you all to know, I know I am a slow writer. I’m planning this story out bit by bit. I actually made an age chart for all the characters. It’s creepy and strange. I’m also figure out where they’ll each come in at. So if you guys want to see that I post it on Deviantart. I really want to write some scenes with Amy, so I’m working on possible scenes with her. I’m also working on original stories I’m hoping to publish. Thank you all so much for reading!
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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

The Prince and The Unicorn Part 1

The Prince and The Unicorn
By Krissie Gault

She was a horrible witch. Her spells had backfired on anyone who had tried to use her magic for themselves. Her heart had been frozen years ago and removed. She kept her frozen heart tucked away where no one could find it. The witch didn’t remember much from before she had frozen her heart, but she knew that nothing could unfreeze it.
While her frozen heart was the cause for her wickedness, she had fear that one day someone would find it and shatter her heart. If her frozen heart was ever broken, she would die. The witch feared death like any mortal would. She understood that death would eventually come, but she did not want to die a painful one caused by a broken heart.
Many people had come to her for spells and potions. But there was catch with the witch’s magic. If the magic was missed used, which it was almost certainly always was, it would backfire on the one who used it. The witch would sit back and watch her magic cause trouble for others with a sly smirk from the reflecting waters of the fountain in her home.
One day, a prince was out exploring. He had heard tale of a horrible witch who lived in a large forest. Almost all who had come to her for her magic had met with horrible fates, but few had received their wish from her. They said her magic was like that of a genie’s. If misused or not asked for properly, it would backfire. The prince knew that if he would need to word his wish carefully if he wanted to witch to grant him her magic.
He needed help with a problem plaguing his country. His country was currently suffering from an infestation of spiders. Not even his country’s best hunters and magicians could solve this problem. The prince needed a way to save his people from the plague and he was more than willing to take his chances with the horrible witch who lived deep in the forest. Well, he wouldn’t call it willing, more like desperate.
He rode his horse for hours, taking many winding paths.

“How hard is it to find her?” he asked his noble steed. The horse neighed in response, shaking its head. “I guess she likes to make her visitors delirious from sleep deprivation before they see her.” His eyes scanned the trees, looking for any sign of danger. 

Happy Cinco De Mayo!

Happy Cinco De Mayo!
I'm not Hispanic at all, but my mom always took me out to eat Mexican since my birthday is tomorrow. I'm excited. Tomorrow my boyfriend is going to meet my mom and brother. Then him and I will be going to watch some movies, eat dinner, and drink white wine. It'll be a very fancy date for me.
But since it is Cinco De Mayo, I'll be looking up facts about it later on today. I remember learning it was to celebrate some seasonal weather change for crops in school one year, but earlier this morning I heard it was to celebrate a victory of some battle. So now I'm curious about what it really is, so I'm off to do research.
I'm also going to be writing a story called "The Prince and the Unicorn" today because of something my boyfriend said earlier today.
So have a great May 5th, 2015 everyone.
Hugs,
Krissie

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Poem about my favorite animal

May 3, 2015
Theme: Write a poem about your favorite person, place or animal.
Lazy under the sun
Happy but aloof
So sweet
So cute
Yet you have a secret side
You can be vicious when you want.
You are fierce
You amaze me
How can you be so sweet and mean at the same time?
You a strange creature, but I love you
You’re your own person
You don’t need me all the time
But when you do,
You let me know.
You’re sweet but not needy
And I love that.
That is what I wish to be
Maybe that is why
I am a cat person

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May

Well, it's May now. My birthday is the 6th and I have tons of plans for it. Though some of them have come up last minute. I'm still writing my stories, but they're coming very slowly. I'll probably post some drabbles soon.