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The goodbyeI was looking at him, my heart aching, my soul braking, barely holding back the tears from stepping to my eyes. It took almost every drop of my courage and strength to overcome a lump in the throat. -Hey… - my voice was trembling. He was still sleepy, confused why this morning started earlier, confused what got in to me.The morning started as always - the alarm which always painfully told me that we have to separate soon and the awaiting rollercoaster of emotions until I can see him again. The sweet warm hands covered me in a warm hug, soft lips touching my forehead -Morning. – A simple word, my favorite sound – his low, sleepy voice. I could wake up to it every day if it was up to me. I wrapped around him, like each and every time, with the thought that this might be the last time, except, this time it could really be truth. -Morning. – I whispered and pressed my face in his firm but warm and soft chest, hiding my face which could give away that something wasn’t right. I felt his hands slowly wondering my body – his touch on my body always had a magical feeling to it so I leaned in for a kiss which quickly turned in to a passionate one. It was hard to switch off my brain with the thought about the talk that’s going to follow, but I wanted to enjoy the last time I could with him, every inch of him while I still could. He knew every part of me, knew what felt best for me and how to make me scream in pleasure and I enjoyed it. He was the first one who ever made me feel this way emotionally and physically and he will for sure be the last one. And now, while I was sitting across the bed and looking at him, I wanted to scream from pain. I knew this day would come sooner or later, I knew it would be painful for me, I knew… But I never thought that I will be the one who will have to break it off.-What are you thinking about? – Oh he could see that something is wrong, that something is bothering me and I was surprised how this question didn’t leave his lips earlier. -What do you want to talk about? Tell me. – In his encouraging manner he pulled me in for another hug. I let myself sink in to the soul warming feeling for a moment but got back up, I need to see him, tell him while looking at his beautiful face and concerned eyes. -I never thought… - My voice was breaking, oh God how painful this was, I never wanted to let go this person, even thought he was never mine to begin with. -Okay, give me a minute. – I tried to pull myself together, it was not the right time to start to cry, it could end in hysteria. He, as always, patiently waited, knowing how hard it was for me to talk about something at all. -Huh… - Three deep breaths, I just have to say it, there is no other way and I might never have the opportunity to tell him everything I have wanted for such a long time. -This probably was the last time we saw each other. – I lowered my voice to whisper, scared that if I hear my voice breaking again and saying it out loud, I might burst out in tears. His face was a bit surprised, I could see a lot of questions crossed his mind searching for an answer – why? But he kept quiet, knowing that I will continue. -Tomorrow I have to leave to war zone. – Even quieter I continued, I could feel the first tear rolling down my right cheek. Hold yourself together. I had to scold myself. For me I had only one question – does he understand that my tears are not because I have to go to war? That’s something that was inevitable for my profession. Does he understand that my soul is tearing apart because I might never see him again? Spend time with him? Laugh with him? Not because I might die but due to a fact, that when it’s finished, it finished between us? -I know that I will probably never see you again – Tears were rolling down uncontrollably now, I tried to keep my breath straight just to finish what I wanted to say. I had a week to prepare myself for this talk, to figure out what I wanted to tell him, what I wanted him to know for sure. – And we knew that this will end at some point – how hard it was to keep my s*it together, how hard it was to say goodbye to him, I could feel my heart ripping apart, slowly a black, empty hole forming in my chest.-Oh God… - I broke down. He pulled me in another hug, I whish I could read his mind, what thoughts he had now, how he felt. Did he even understood what I was saying? I pushed myself back up from him, I wanted to see him. And I regretted it at the exact moment – he was barely holding back his tears and that broke me completely. I didn’t know how to continue, I didn’t know how I will be able to force myself leave in half an hour, I didn’t know how… how to be without him in my life. -I love you. – Those words just spilled out uncontrollably, I wanted to tell him that for such a long time, for a very very long time. I finally could do it. – I can finally tell you that. – A nervous laughter trough tears filled the room, my typical reaction when I was too jittery. -Oh I love you so much. – I repeated. It felt so freaking good to finally tell him that. I was sure he already new that for a long time, but I wanted him to hear me say them. It felt as if a rock has fallen from my barely holding together soul, I felt lighter. -I love you, you dumb idiot. Love you so much. – I couldn’t read a thought on his face, his eyes where teary, he was not looking straight at me although I didn’t break my piercing look from his eyes. -It feels so good to finally say it. – A smile crawled on my face. -I love you. – My hands took his head and forced him to look at me. -I hope you heard me. – My lips pressed against his, salty from my tears, I couldn’t feel his response but either way, I knew that he was just lost. Laying down next to him, caged in his hug, I sunk in to it and felt much easier, much calmer, much better – the way he always made me feel. -I thank life for you, I thank you for every second I could spend with you, I wouldn’t change anything, it was all worth it. Me loving you was worth it. – I continued as I felt a couple of warm tears dropping on my cheek. -I always told you, if it was up to me, I would never let you go, I would take you for myself… and I always chose you. – a minute of silence, I could feel his puzzlement build up, I could feel how tense he is trying to hold back, I could feel that all this felt so wrong. -I love you. – I whispered again, there was nothing more for me to say....
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Yandere Judith (The Chores)Gumball found himself scrubbing on the pictures displayed on the shelves and walls. He extended his arms up and down, wiping the dirt off the items.Afterward, he placed the wiped down and threw the used ones in the trash. Then, the feline started organizing and arranging the pillows back to their original places. He places his hands on the sheets and spreads out his hands, ceasing all the wrinkles shown before him.As he did, Gumball noticed threads in his claws. He spouted another from his other hand and reached for the loose threads like tweezers. He pulled them out piece by piece on each finger and did the same with the other hand.Meanwhile, Judith finished cleaning the sink and removed the apron, hanging it up. She exited the kitchen and stood nearby, seeing the feline arranging the living room. Judith stood for a few seconds, seeing the cat cleaning the living room.She put her hands firmly on her hips, glared at the feline something with a cocked head, strode to the hall, and marched into the master bedroom. The anthropomorphic peanut opened the door and reached forward near her side of the bed. She opened a drawer, and it revealed a laptop.This laptop has a unique design, featuring a ruby red theme, a bagpipe sticker, and beige with a taupe cowgirl sticker to match the boots. There is another set of stickers that are prussian with a light gray outline boots and a periwinkle star over it. The laptop has a square shape and a rainbow icon attached to the center.Judith placed the laptop on her lap and switched it on. She found many applications already installed on the display, one with a rainbow icon representing the Internet. Excited, Judith clicked on the tab, and a webpage appeared. She then scrolled to her pre-saved bookmark titled 'Elmore Stream-It' and tapped it with her finger. Instantly, a new tab opened.She hit the 'Down' button, and all the videos began to scroll up the screen. Peering intently, she soon noticed a specific video, and her eyes narrowed with interest.She tilted her head and scratched her chin as she looked at the video with over a million views.The environment on the screen has rainbow lights, Western music playing, and the crowd cheering as dancers perform on stage. Judith kept her gaze fixated on the video as the seconds passed.Eventually, a dancer emerged that immediately caught her attention; she cocked her head to get a better look.The woman was tall, with long hair, and was donning a black top with a periwinkle star and blue outline.The woman's stunning feathery dress reached the ground, exposing her legs. To add a unique flair to her ensemble, she had on the same boots featured on Judith's sticker. Suddenly, the actress began to play traditional music on her bagpipes, filling the air with melody for a few moments. Suddenly, she switched to Western tunes, and the girl began to dance.A small sigh came out of the motherly peanut's mouth, and a little smile arose from her face. Soon, her grin disappeared, and she reached for another tap. Revealing to her was her email, and she found messages on the screen.Her eyebrows narrowed in frustration as she saw multiple messages about taxes and bills. With a heavy sigh, she proceeded to make the payments for the household. Her fingers rapidly pressed the buttons to take the items off the list. After completing her task, Judith clicked on another message. It read, 'Contract Termination' from the golf course event Patrick once attended. Upon seeing this, a heavy sigh came out of her mouth and slapped her forehead in frustration.'Another grim reminder of his involvement. Speaking of which, I should check on his progress.' Judith musingly shut her laptop and rested it on the bed. She left the master bedroom and went inside the hallway. As Judith stood there for a moment and noticed a difference.Dust was nowhere to be seen, and the pictures, shelves, and furniture were clean. In the corner of her eye, she spotted the feline finish cleaning up the living room after her husband had left. After gazing upon the clean room and discovering that her guest hadn't been creating any more trouble than needed, She felt partially relieved and noticed that his eyes had a faint squint. But he appeared to be able to care for himself and her belongings.After Gumball organized the finishing touches of the last couch pillow, he turned around and saw the motherly peanut standing."I finished the living room, as you can see," Gumball responded."Yes... It seems that way." Judith said as she looked around the area, placing her hand on her right hip, and scratched her chin."Now, since this region's completed, I have another task for you," The motherly peanut expressed as she pointed her finger at the feline."Okay. What do I have to do next?" Gumball responded after shrugging his arms.Judith spun around and beckoned Gumball to come with her with the left-hand."Follow me," She uttered as she walked away further.And Gumball complied without hesitation. Judith and Gumball headed to the backroom door, and Judith opened it with a swift motion. Once outside, Gumball surveyed their surroundings.A vast array of vibrant foliage surrounded them, from sprawling grass to a colorful garden. Weeds littered the landscape, contrasting against the gorgeous red shed that stood. The manure, timber, and excavated soil composted near the bungalow was one of the most astonishing aspects of the area.Gumball found that he had never seen the yard in such a lush form, not even in his younger years. He remembered the region used to be barren, but now it sparkled with life - a sight that would surely stay with him for a long time.As the two walked across the area, Judith opened the shed. Gumball looked, and the shed filled with tools and supplies.A rake, shovel, garden forms, saw wheelbarrow, hoe, a stack of gloves, lawn mower, pruners, flower pots, a sealed-up fertilizer, watering can, garden hose, and much more neatly arranged items in the small space. The feline noticed two masks and a collection of hats hung above the gear, likely the choice of apparel for all the hard-working gardeners."The task at hand is straightforward, Gumball. You are responsible for removing all the weeds surrounding the garden and filling these holes. " The mother peanut spoke clearly, pointing to the weeds and pits below."Oh, I see. You taken notes from Mom but amplified it." The feline said as he scratched his head."Yes. The girls and I saw her gardening and decided to arrange our area. The progress is almost complete but with a few more twists yet to come." The motherly peanut responded as she retrieved a hat, mask, and gloves."So, you want me to finish up what you did?" Gumball asked as he took the equipment and put on the gloves, hat, and mask."Yes. Just a reminder, Penny was involved in creating this garden. Please be careful. Thus, I'm watching you." Judith displayed as she narrowed her eyes."Aw, what?! Ruining her garden? No way!" Gumball expressed and spread out his arms."Alright. Time to start putting things in place." The motherly peanut said as the feline walked towards the weeds, bent his knees, and reached for the flowers. The cat carefully pulled them out with its paws, removing them from the ground.Gumball worked hard, carefully removing weeds from the fertile, dark soil. He made sure to pull them out by their roots. His sharp eyes scrutinized each one, checking for any remaining. The hot sun caused him to sweat a bit as he worked. Judith watched him and brought a trash bag from the shed. She knelt beside him and spread the sack on the ground for easy disposal of the pulled weeds.The feline turned around and saw the bag displayed by the older woman, and he threw all the weeds into the bag. The peanut's face was covered with dirt, causing her to glare fiercely at the cat with narrowed eyes.Gumball's ears drooped, and a hesitant smile materialized as he observed the peanut's hard stare, sweat dripping from his brow.His smile disappeared as he quickly grabbed the weeds and placed them in the bag more cautiously, hoping the dirt tossing wouldn't be repeated. After that, the cat repeated the same process across the garden. After time passed, he lifted himself from the ground and grabbed the manure.He yanked the bag open and out poured a putrid odor, which the cat caught a whiff of, causing him to recoil and cover his mouth in repugnance. Judith, meanwhile, opened the bag."Wow, that smell is robust," exclaimed Gumball as he coughed and turned green."That's manure for you. Now, go ahead and place them in the holes." Judith said as the feline used a shovel and grabbed a few piles of the substance.The manure is solid and heavier than dirt. The cat hesitates but fills the holes. He meticulously filled each receptacle with the material that Gumball came across. He walked across the garden again and placed more manure inside.After he finished, Judith brought something over and handed it to him. A bag of seeds sits in his left hand, and the cat opens it. Gumball places each kernel inside the piles, and the peanut passes over a watering can. The feline poured water into the mounds."Take a break, Gumball. I'll give you another task later. And don't forget to wash your hands. The last thing I want to hear is Patrick mumbling about dirt on the floor." As she departed, Judith uttered those words."Sure thing," Gumball responded once he picked up the manure bag and put the items back in the shed.Once inside, Judith went through the backdoor and headed for the hallway again. As she walked, she came across twin skinny doors and opened them.Multitudes of cloth stashed in each spot, such as sheets, towels, pillow stuffers, blankets, curtains, and rags. She picked up a couple of cleaning rags and went inside the bathroom.She collected a bucket, a sponge, and the cleansing wipes from earlier. Judith placed them on top of the toilet and exited the area. After putting the objects in place, Judith went to the kitchen and saw Gumball in the garden.The mother peanut witnessed him revoking the mask and gloves after placing the items back in place before getting a ring in his pants. She watched as he received a smartphone in hand and positioned it on his right ear. She rolled her eyes, reached for a cup nearby, and advanced to the fridge.Back in the garden, Gumball was on the phone, hearing a ring on the other side before getting received."Hey, big brother," Darwin spoke through the phone."What's up, Darwin?" Gumball responded as a small smile emerged on his face."I'm all good. Simply setting up a date with Carrie, as school was a bust and robbed us of our time. How are you and Penny?""Well, I found out that Penny, her father, and sister went out for a family trip for the weekend. Mrs. Fitzgerald only remains." The cat articulated."That must've sucked. All that time in class, and that happens." The goldfish communicated."That's life, but I won't be home for a while since I'm helping her mom organize the house.""I assume this is to compensate for the mistake you made.""I apologize for that, and it was unintentional. Anyway. Mrs. Fitzgerald instructed me to neaten the living room and complete the gardening. I'm taking a break for now." Gumball removed his hat and used it as a fan to sweep spills. He shook his head, causing loose fur to come off his forehead.Gumball didn't know that Judith was holding a cup of water, motionless as he shook his head. He observed the fur fall back to its position. From the peanut's perspective, it seemed like he was doing it in slow motion and with the sun shining above him. Judith narrowed her gaze, not in a disappointed way, and softly laid her hand down.'I'm starting to question the way I've been treating him. After all, he didn't mean to start the fire or intend to ruin the contract.' Judith said in her thoughts. She felt a great sense of pressure weighing on her chest and sensed something stirring within her. Her gaze lingered on the cat for several moments before Judith felt a burning sensation ignite in her, and an intense ruby-red shimmer emanated from her eyes briefly. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, and she shook her head in disbelief.'What just happened?' The peanut questioned. Upon noticing that she had made a slight spill on the floor, the peanut gasped in surprise and instantly grabbed a towel to wipe it up. She then took a moment to recompose herself before clearing her throat. As she headed towards the back door and opened it, Gumball turned around and saw her approaching him."Oh! She's coming this way. I'll see you around, brother." The cat spoked once he shut off contact."So, what's the task you have in mind?" The cat asked as he grabbed the cup and started drinking the liquid."I have left the necessary equipment in the bathroom. You can start your task there." Judith replied as she watched the cat ingesting the water."Okay," Gumball responds as he takes his last sip and gives it to Judith. He walked to the back door, then led himself to the sink with the motherly peanut behind him. After washing his hands, he grabbed a paper towel to dry them. Once done, he turned around and proceeded down the hallway, opening the door to the restroom. Judith was standing close by, with her hands on her hips.Gumball diligently cleaned the bathroom, starting with the sink countertops. He used the sponge and wipes to make sure all surfaces were free of dirt and grime, taking extra care to scrub all the nooks and crannies.He then focused on the floors, mopping and wiping every inch and the grout between the tiles. To finish the job, the cat used the rag and bucket to scrub clean the toilet bowl. Finally, after almost an hour, everything sparkled, and Judith was pleased with the results.She gathered her supplies and headed towards the stairs, satisfied with the cat's hard work. The feline sighed.Though Gumball had gotten a few sprinkles of the cleansing material on his face, his head was still as dirty as ever. His hair was a matted mess of dirt and sweat, much of it caked to his scalp. His face, likewise, had gone from a healthy blue hue to a dull grey and was now covered in sweat, dirt, and grease.Judith raised her eyebrows and glared at Gumball, who then tilted his head. She quickly stepped backward a few paces as some filth got onto her apron and boots. He noticed."I should probably freshen up, huh?" He asked as he scratched his head."Yes. Your fur is a mess, and it got to my apron and boots.." The motherly peanut responded with a fierce glare as Gumball stood and looked in the mirror. Both his ears flopped down and soughed again."Is it over?" The cat inquired."Excellent work, I'll admit. All that remains so far is arranging the beds and curtains. But for now, while you get yourself cleaned up, I'll change."The mother peanut said as she left the room, and Gumball wiped his face with a wet rag. All the filth that had gotten onto his face instantly disappeared.'Okay, sheesh. Take a fierce look! Then again, I tore up their house and made a mess of her clothes. So that's on me.' The feline thought once the filth on his face was gone and gazed in the mirror again, touching his chin and raising an eyebrow.Judith moved towards the closet in the master bedroom; she removed her dirty apron and bent down to open a drawer. Taking out another dress, she laid it on the bed and retrieved a boot cleaner.However, something caught her eye, and she couldn't look away. Judith gazed at the Japanese-inspired white shirt with a navy blue collar and white stripes at the ends of the shirt, accompanied by a red tie, a navy blue long skirt, black leggings, and black school shoes.As sweat dropped onto her shell, she slightly opened her mouth and clenched her fist. Taking a deep breath, a spark of determination appeared in her eyes. She walked away from the drawer after closing it, retrieving her apron before turning to clean her boots, Judith gaze accidentally caught the drawer one more time. She then looked away and continued cleaning her shoes. Afterward, she put them on and exited the room.
Yandere Judith (The Visit)On a beautiful Friday in Elmore City, the Fitzgerald household's living room is full of suitcases and backpacks. The windows let in the morning sun, giving the room a serene glow. A particular tarantula ran through the clutter, adding to the energetic atmosphere in the room.The Fitzgerald family was packing up to leave; a peanut-shaped man, clad in a tattered beanie and a worn flannel shirt, was shuffling around, struggling to carry two overloaded suitcases.Meanwhile, his two daughters' mugs, hidden behind silhouettes of dark curls, picked up only a few selected stuffed dolls, blankets, and toys, piling them into their bags.Penelope looked absolutely stunning in her brand-new ensemble.She stood tall with curves in the right places: not overly busty, but perfect enough to hold her svelte frame. Her hair was like a sunset- burnt and orange with streaks of gold to catch the sun.She was graceful and strong, but most importantly, teal shirt sparkled in the light and fit her perfectly, while the pink arm extensions showed off her delicate curves. Her magenta shirt was airy and light yet tapered enough to give her a smart silhouette.The brown leggings made the outfit stand out even more, complementing her warm complexion with their benevolent, earthy tones. She shapeshifted her wings and turned them into tentacles. She grabbed each bag available and shoved it into the back seat. Afterward, the appendages turned back, and they turned back into wings.Nearby her was a shorter being with a brown shell covering her body.She had longer legs and arms than her older sibling but was no taller than she was. When looking down at the floor, one could see her pink magenta shirt that matched perfectly with the black pants and white shoes she had on. Her oversized white headphones rested atop her head and antlers, and her hands clasped an iPhone she never seemed to let go of.She was a marvel to behold, with an unbridled energy that was palpable in the air. The look in her eye gave off a sense of peace and childlike innocence that her older sibling longed to have. Polly had the exact same looks that Penelope had in the past.Patrick's face is stern but relaxed, with a hint of a sideward smile. He carries three duffle bags. He steps across the threshold of the hallway and into the warm embrace of his wide-eyed, loving daughters and the home that awaits them both.Behind him stood a middle-aged woman with a distinct sense of style. She wore a red fitted tee shirt, low-rise black pants, and cowgirl-like boots. She featured a shell around her body like her husband and youngest daughter. These items concealed her curves, complementing her large apron, and covered most of the garments.As they finally finished packing, they walked outside the living room to find the family car waiting by the driveway, its back door open, filled with luggage, a tangle of blankets, and other items they had deemed irreplaceable. With a deep sigh, the family said their goodbyes. They left the house behind.Soon, Penny, Polly, and Mr. Cuddles buckled up in their respective seats. The two daughters were in the passenger seats while the pet settled inside a box.Patrick settled into the driver's seat and kissed Judith as he brought the engine to life. The Fitzgerald sisters snugly fastened their seatbelts with a good tug while the tarantula, reaching its eight legs to the best of its ability, waved its legs and waved goodbye just like the other members of the peanut family.In mere seconds, the motherly peanut were inside the house, the door securely locked behind them. Now, all that remained in the Fitzgerald household was Judith, standing inside alone, still clad in her cleaning attire. She went to the kitchen, quickly darting from one end of the room to the other. The motherly peanut made sure all the dishes were squeaky clean.Once she placed the last plate on the dish rack, three knocks at the door occurred. The mother peanut turned her head, and the knocks happened again. Tensing, Judith removed her dishwashing gloves and stepped towards the entrance.Peering through the peephole, she witnessed a familiar figure across the other side. She narrowed her eyes, and a gentle yet stringent sigh emerged from her mouth before unlocking the door and greeting the person.As the door opened, it revealed an interesting sight.Standing on the threshold was a tall feline, shorter than the average peanut by a few inches. Its clothing was unique, sporting a dark brown jacket featuring ordinary brown cuffs around the wrists, grey-blue pants, and deep and vibrant blue fur. The guy's body held a few peculiarities; his arms and legs were far longer yet humanoid, his rear somewhat rounder, and his frame more masculine. His fangs were on full display, curved and sharp."Hello, Mrs. Fitzgerald." The feline said as he waved his right hand."Hello, Gumball," Judith responded as she opened the house door lightly.Gumball looked around the area with suspicion. His pupils narrowed as his gaze investigated each nook and cranny for any signs of any other Fitzgerald presence.He twisted his head left and right, his ears flopping down as he raised an eyebrow and tilted his head in unspoken inquiry.Judith witnessed the feline looking over the house. He sniffed at the air, trying to pick up any foreign scents that could be the signs of a lurking predator. His whiskers twitched as they attempted to interpret the barely perceptible sound waves of the environment.Every instance of his heightened senses could potentially provide clues to the presence of a possible threat. Nothing. No one in sight. After, he went back to the front porch."Where's Penny? And Polly and Patrick even?" Gumball asked as he placed his right paw on his head and started scratching it."Patrick and the girls are having a camping trip with the grandparents for the weekend. I'm just watching over the house." Judith responded as she narrowed her eyes."Okay... May I come in?" Gumball questioned, shrugging his arms and raising an eyebrow."Oh, sure. Of course. Just don't make a mess and wipe your feet." The motherly peanut replied as a black tint appeared on her face, though it disappeared as she pointed her finger towards the welcome mat by the door. The rug had 'Welcome!' printed in bright lettering."Haha. Yeah..." Gumball said with a forced laugh and dropped sweat, placing his feet on the mat and wiping them off.Soon, the feline entered the house, following behind Judith. He took in the sights that had become so familiar to him from his youth.He unzipped his zipper, removed the jacket from his body, and placed it in the nearby hamper. The house, like the meaning of life itself, seemed different from the way it was many years ago. He was surprised by the amount of change that had taken place. And yet, it all appeared the same to him.The furniture and wallpaper were new, and the floors had been re-polished. All these changes, yet the life he knew of previously carried on within the walls of the family home.The Fitzgerald family has been capturing memories over the years, and the photos they kept are memories that last a lifetime. Some pictures display the children in their childhoods and learning to take their first step. Then, to the family enjoying a picnic in the park, to the Fitzgerald siblings dressing up for their first school dance. Many of the photos have Gumball in them, reminding the family of all the adventures they shared with him.Gumball sat on the couch, surveying the room. He realized that the place could use some tidying up - the curtains were dull and faded, the coffee table was full of miscellaneous things, and the couch had noticeably aged - its material worn and its cushions flattened from use."Mrs. Fitzgerald," Gumball began speaking to the motherly peanut, "I noticed your living room is a little stuffy.""Oh, that. I guess Patrick and the girls must have left a mess behind. They tend to be quite cluttered sometimes." Judith responded after in the kitchen."As strict as he is, you would think he would be more considerate. Even Penny can extend her arms and call it a day." Gumball responded after shrugging his arms, and Judith shortly smiled."Hm-hm, he sure does. But anyway, what brings you here?""Well, I was supposed to bring my girlfriend out for a date. College got the better of us. But I guess life has other plans. In fact, with the camping trip idea, I would've asked if I joined." The feline said as his ears flopped downward.Judith raised a brow, turned around, and crossed her arms."Gumball, I know you don't mean any harm, but Patrick and I are still wary about you. Also, what you did to the house at one point." The mother peanut's smile had disappeared and her features had become narrowed and tightened. She placed her hands on her hips, which only added to Gumball's already increasing apprehension. He gulped, knowing the tension in the air meant something was about to happen. His heart raced as the mother peanut spoke."Oh, come on. That was an accident! I had trouble getting the toaster working." Gumball protested, and his arms plummeted to his sides in exasperation."Really? Because we have to call insurance for what happened to the house." When a white flash suddenly lit up, the Fitzgerald house engulfed in flames. Gumball's sweat dropped as the light faded."Fair enough, and I can't deny how upset you two were. I guess that explains why the living room feels different." The feline sighed, looking down."It cost money, Gumball. You have no idea how expensive it is. Besides, what makes you think a camping trip would be different?" Judith responded after tilting her head."What? Fresh air? Out in the wilderness? Fishing in the pond and seeing different animals? How can I cause trouble there? Hell, I won't even hurt a fly! Also, the idea of meeting the grandparents. That's a great opportunity." Gumball said as his ears ripened."Or getting lost in uncertain areas, causing a forest fire, or making accidents. And we both know about your experiences with the Forest of Doom. Thus, meeting the elders knowing your history?" Judith slowly walked closer to the feline with a mixture of emotions flowing through her veins.She was tranquil and unsettled by the cat in front of her. As their eyes sync, Judith crossed her arms over her chest. The feline seemed to notice this action as it cautiously stepped back to keep a safe distance between them."Fair enough." The cat let out a sigh right away."Good. Now you're here, I need extra help around the house. After all, the sting of the burned house still remains. If not, I'm going to punish you." The mother peanut narrowed her eyes further, and the feline almost chuckled. Gumball let out a laugh as he exclaimed."Pfft, what?! What are you, Mom? I'm not a little kid anymore.""Or, here's a better idea. I'll kick your ass out. And maybe convinced Patrick to limit seeing Penny for a while. Perhaps even a restraining order to convince you!" Judith stated as she took out her phone. A black tint from before appeared in her eyes, and the feline witnessed it. Gumball's cheery smile immediately dropped at the thought of Patrick at the other end of the phone line."No. You wouldn't, right?" The feline asked."Oh, I'll do. Besides, we wouldn't want to ruin the trip due to what you did, right? Also, you owe us for the "accident" you pulled. Sure, you may use an fire extinguisher to lessen it, but still. I might even tell the cops about who really did it. Do you want that?" Judith asked as he pointed her finger at Gumball and almost clenched her fists. The feline could feel a chill in the air, yet he could feel an even deeper chill emanating from Judith's piercing gaze. He could tell that this conversation was going nowhere good. He sighed in defeat, his shoulders slumped."Alright, fine. Since I'm still regretful about that day, I'll make it up." The cat answered."Good. And if you ask what you'll get in return, I'll keep that in mind. Here you go." Judith noted and attempted to lessen her disappointment by passing over cleansing wipes."What are these for?" Gumball inquired."It is for the pictures, table, and shelves. Afterward, sort out the living room. Once done, I'll finish with the kitchen and bring in new items." The mother peanut responds as she turns back to the kitchen."Okay. Seems pretty simple enough." The cat said as he scratched his head and removed himself from the couch because he had been on it all day. He was determined to clean the pictures that adorned the shelves and walls. With the cleansing wipes in hand, he proceeded to cleanse them.
Political
Love dah gays! by Void696
Comedy
ATM Sketch(A man stands in front of an ATM and slides a red credit card into the machine and puts in his number. The ATM tells him it’s an invalid pin. He groans with frustration and then hears a loud click and feels something hard push against his spine. He turns around and sees a masked mugger standing behind him.)MUGGER:Don’t be scared but I’m about to rob you.GUY: (smirks without looking behind him)I know that gun. Is that a .45 semi-automatic?MUGGER:That’s a very good guess. How did you know?GUY:I could feel it.MUGGER:No. Really?GUY:That’s a bit too much gun. Next time I’d suggest a snub nosed .38. Quicker on the draw.MUGGER:That’s a good suggestion, I’ll remember that.GUY:Is there anything I could do for you?MUGGER:I’d like to have all your money, please.GUY:I’d love to help you, but I can’t remember the pin.MUGGER:Oh. That’s alright. Take your time, we got all night.(MUGGER #1 hears a clicking sound and feels something hard push against his spine. A second mugger in a red-yellow mask stands behind the first mugger).MUGGER #2Give me all your money!MUGGER #1 turns around and smiles at Mugger number #2.MUGGER 2:Oh, great. It’s you again.MUGGER:Oh, hi Phil. How’re the kids?GUY:You two know each other?MUGGER #2What’re you doing, you know this is my spot.MUGGER:I got as much right as anyone else.GUY (TO MUGGER #2):Your voice sounds familiar. Did you ever do time in Albany?MUGGER #2Just shut up and empty your pockets!MUGGER:I’m flat broke. I was just about to rob this man. If you wait a minute, I’d be happy to oblige you.MUGGER #2 (sighs)Fine.MUGGER: (To the GUY)Try the number again.GUY: (put’s in the pin)Didn’t work.MUGGER:Are you sure you’re using the right card?GUY:Yes!MUGGER 2:God, we’ll be here all night!MUGGER:That’s a pessimistic attitude. I’m sure the next time he tries the pin he’ll get it. Go ahead.GUY:I got one attempts left, if it’s not right the machine will eat my card.MUGGER:Concentrate really hard, is the number your birthday?GUY:No, that’s too obvious.MUGGER:Maybe it’s your mother’s birthday?MUGGER #2Get off the birthdays! That’s not it!MUGGER:Do you have any money in your wallet you can give us?GUY:If I had money would I be here at an ATM?MUGGER #2:That’s a good point.GUY:I’m sorry, fellas. It’s not going to happen tonight.MUGGER:Oh, that’s too bad.MUGGER #2:Terrific!GUY:I’m afraid you’ll have to rob someone else tonight. Again, I’m really sorry.MUGGER:Don’t worry about it, these things happen.MUGGER #2There’s a cop coming down the street. I’m out of here.(MUGGER #1 and MUGGER #2 run in opposite direction. Another guy comes running down the street and stops in front of the GUY).Guy #2:Excuse me but did you see a man with a red credit card just stop by here?GUY #1:Can’t say that I have.(A cop car pulls up in front of the ATM and rolls down their window.)COP:What’s the problem?GUY #2My credit card has been stolen. I think someone just tried to use it.COP:Sorry, there’s not too much we can do about that.(Guy #1 ejects the credit card and briskly walks away.)
On a wonderful summer day by scarypumpkinDA
Lunch break by scarypumpkinDA
Romance

Mature Content

As if all was wellAm I the only one of us to doubt for a while? Do you still think that you made the right decision by choosing the Other One? Did you not ask yourself, like me, if anything could have been done to save our friendship? That we could have tried to start having fun together and laugh about this funny world as before? I'd like to know what you think about me. I wonder if you were saying the truth that night when you said you cared about me. Or that you understood what it was to be rejected, and that you did not want to stir the knife in the wound by accompanying me to the prom. Or, if I had said it before, you would have seriously thought about it. I have many questions since that cold June evening. Did I do well to reveal to you my feelings while you were in couple, was I selfish not to think about the consequences that it would have on the others, was it the good decision to abandon you the the eve of my graduation party for another rider ... The worst part is not knowing who is the real responsible in all this. I review the scene all the time: when I walk down the street, I see us on Christmas Eve on the riverbank. When I sit, I feel your hand hold mine before the Great Wheel of the fair engages. When I go to work, I feel your fingers ruffle my hair to warn me that you're going on a break in the warehouse. And when I'm lying in my bed, even with eyes closed, I feel you, I see you, I hear you, I'm looking for your presence next to me and it makes me a weight on the heart that I can never get rid of because it's so still in my head and I don't know if I should blame myself or not because my parents hated me so much and I disappointed everyone around me when everything I wanted was to be honest just once in my life ... Every day, I wear a deep mask of impassibility. Each of my smiles is calculated, each mimic drawn with a precious minutia, all so that my parents don't suspect anything, all that the people I know do not belittle me, all I can do to keep what remains of my pride. Because, I learned at my expense, my entourage doesn't appreciate sensitive boys, they want someone who easily passes to something else and who blames the girl, a strong man without any critical judgment . But how can I do that? How can I forget all the good times we had together? It was you, who made me laugh when I was stressed. It was you, who comforted me when you saw that it was not right. It was you who watched over me like a big brother and saw me when all the others were blind. It was you, with your eyes, your hair, your hands, your bones, which made me want to know what flavor could have your flesh. But how can I do that? How can I forget all the good times we had together? It was you, who made me laugh when I was stressed. It was you, who comforted me when you saw that it was not right. It was you who watched over me like a big sister and saw me when all the others were blind. It was you, with your eyes, your hair, your hands, your bones, your breast, which made me want to know what flavor could have your skin.Even when you chose the Other One, you never stopped telling me that you wanted to spare me, that you knew how hard it was to be abandoned, and that it was better for me if I decided to not wait for you. As if you knew the slightest what was good for me. Except you do not know. You don't know what it's like to ear people laugh of you because you're a virgin, to want a gril to prove to yourself that it's possible to love you, to dream once in your life to do like the others but nothing you try work then you just want to scream and cry and crack because you're not able to reveal your feelings and you're afraid the only person you care about will slip into your hands but there isn't a cat who understand and we force you to keep trying when in fact you are even more sure of trying to continue ... I hope at least that our sacrifice will not have been in vain, that you are happier than me where you are, that you have kept the rare pearl that I thought I detected in you ... and that one day, someone else will come in my life to make me forget that I still love you.
Drama - Tragedy
Action - Adventure
General Fiction
The Legend of Zelmore: Arioch's Wrath (The Start)Inside an unknown room, a heart slowly beating. Darkness engulfs the walls except for a single candle flickering in the corner. There's a feeling of dread, but somehow, an aura of mystery surrounds the room.Like something important's hidden within its depths. The air is held back, like a complete exhale, while the darkness cloaks the ceiling. The sound of the heart slowly beating echoes through the walls, like a message of mortality.Despite the ominous atmosphere looming within the walls, something deep within holds a hint of hope. It seemed like an escape from the darkness into a secure sanctuary. But for the moment, the heart beats ever louder in the darkness of an unknown room, with a shimmer of light. Barely visible in the distance.Tinnitus was involved. The high-pitched ringing sound began growing louder and louder. And it seemed to be coming from everywhere. It was as if it was coming from the air around the being, echoing and bouncing off the walls.But then it shorted as if smothered by an unseen hand. In its place, we heard a different sound, a huffing and puffing noise that seemed to be growing faster instead of fading away. We looked around in fear until a bright light suddenly illuminated the area.Two pairs of eyes opened like a lightning bolt, like some ancient guardian was revealing itself. The being realized that the sound was not coming from the creature's eyes but from its mouth.The being slowly shifted its eyes, realizing it was in a room and completely covered in bandages and dirt. It tried to get up and catch its bearings but soon realized that its limbs wouldn't cooperate.Its vision was still slightly blurry, but it could make out the figure of a man smiling from the corner of the room. Voices muted. And three dark shapes were present. It was impossible to make out what they were saying. Two of them left quickly, leaving only one who seemed unkeen to leave.It remembered something from the depths of its memories, a name, but it slipped away just as quickly as it came. As the figure approached, it tried to speak, but its voice was inaudible. All it could do was stare in confusion, wondering what was happening to it.Where...where am I? The being spoked in its mind.The being slowly opened its eyes further and squinted as it took in its situation. Looking around, it noticed it was lying down - although there's something off about its position. It felt like it was...tilting.Trying to figure out what might be causing it to feel this way, the being slowly tilted its head back...until its vision cleared and it saw itself. It was lying in an outfit that was unfamiliar, as it also seemed like a patient's outfit.Confused, the being tried to sit up, realizing it was in a medical facility. Suddenly, everything began to make sense, and the being finally felt the complete weight of the situation.The patient's outfit was pristine white, with a unique pattern of heart-shaped dots surrounded by circles of smaller dots in hues of pink. It was a modest yet adorable outfit meant to keep the patient comfortable. The clothing was a cotton blend, giving the patient a nice, lightweight feel. The skirt and top were connected by a flexible zipper, allowing the patient to move freely and easily.The neckline featured a dainty white bow, giving the patient extra cuteness. The heart-shaped dots and small circles added a unique touch, while the overall design was simple and classic.The being felt a massive sensation, unlike anything they had felt before.Pain coursed through its body, from its arms to its legs and deep within its core.It was unbearable, yet somehow on the verge of healing, like the pain was slowly vanishing from the inside out. Then, just as quickly as it had come, the feeling was gone, leaving a sense of peace and comfort as if nothing ever happened. The being was relieved but still confused as to what had just happened.The being slowly lifted its hand and moved its fingers. An odd sensation filled its arm with slight vibrations made it feel alive.As it looked downward, it realized that the reflection staring back at it was not its own.Instead, it gazed upon light aqua skin, stick-straight hair, curves, a feminine frame, rainbow hair from yellow, magenta, and violet, and a strange face. Underneath were more straps, blood stains, and a white bra. Its hands trembled as it examined the tightly strapped apparel that was not its own.It touched its chest and found a pair of sensitive breasts. Her eyes widened, and her heart increased its beat as she curiously explored the area. Afterward, she touched her head, which was puffy. Dirt crumbs were attached to it as the young woman recently pulled out from underwater. A tear slowly made her way down the unfamiliar face to the ground. She felt alien, and questioning what she was and why there filled her with dread.She turned to her right and saw a stack of clothes on a chair. A simple folded white shirt, neatly tucked with creases and seams intact. Beneath it lay a yellow skirt, its embroidery work depicting subtle patterns, and its frills and pleats tied in a neat bow on the side.Nearby the kilt was a white headband with a yellow strap, its fabric glimmering as the morning light shone through the window. A pair of white shoes with yellow stripes extended on both sides sat at the far end of the chair. Other than these items, the chair was empty, allowing her to try them on and choose the ones best suited to her.Suddenly, a hand touched her shoulder, and she quickly shifted and looked to her right.The girl's eyebrows rose upwards in curious surprise, her panting tensed in fear as she stared into the face of a mysterious being whose face adorn with a mask.It wasn't like anything she had ever seen before. It was a plain, white mask with a clean shape, a skull-like appearance with horns and strapped around the head. The eyes are seemingly almost empty and sad yet determined."Are you okay, Rachel?" The being asked calmly, holding the girl's hand softly.She couldn't help but feel her heart pounding as she walked closer to the being, pushing back her fear.In addition, the being appeared to be aware of her name.With courage she didn't know she had, the girl eventually reached a clearing, and before her, a phantom shrouded in a mysterious and intimidating presence.The being had a long white bane, a gray necklace with a skull in the middle, solemnly hovering over her. Inside the black sclera were pure white pupils, and her silver witch-like jacket had black extends and arms that were jagged and long. Furthermore, her body had a 3D red-and-blue outline, adding to her ghoulish appearance.Her frame is tall and slender, yet undeniably flaunting the curves that would catch any eye. Her indecently influential hips lead up to a beautiful waist for her to proudly showcase. Her chest fills out in a pleasing way with her newly discovered bustier chest that could even make men weak in the knees.Her gown flowed down her curves, exquisite fabric fitting her like a glove. Her hair cascaded down her neck and matched her tail, both curling at the end. Her face was equally eerie, and her dark eyes seemed to have a glare that could make anyone uneasy.After narrowing her eyes, the girl was hit with a wave of familiarity as she stared into the phantom's figure. She felt as though she had seen this figure before. Something echoed in her mind, yet she couldn't recall the memory. Once she tilted her head easefully, her eyes met with the ghost. And with a steady, clear voice, she spoke."Who...who are you...? And...why do you look familiar?" The question lingered in the air, and Rachel felt as though if only for a moment, they were the only two in the room, surrounded by a wave of familiarity and warmth.The phantom took a deep breath and exhaled as she grabbed the clipboard from the table nearby. She then glanced downwards towards the head of whoever was there and reached out to touch it.As the being looked up in confusion to see what the phantom was doing, she snapped her fingers, displaying to the girl an image of what was occurring on her head; a spot of blood had formed, causing the girl to let out a gasp, as her jaw dropped in response. She weakly stepped back, her limbs shaking while her eyes glued to the floor beneath her."Just as I feared. The impact of the crash has damaged your head and must've impaired your memory." The phantom said to Rachel, who immediately turned her head to the being."How long...was I out?" Rachel asked when she tilted her head and raised an eyebrow."Merely a few hours. In case you haven't known, my crew and I found you across a ditch not far from here. You've taken a rough landing.""L-Landing?!" The girl, without hesitation, quickly glanced down at the bloody spot before turning back to the floor. A faint grunt escaped her lips as the phantom gently sat next to her and placed the clipboard behind them. Rachel felt a comforting hand land on her left shoulder."During our recent activities, we spotted something coming from the sky. Not knowing what it was, I asked my..."leader"...to send a group of searchers to investigate. We arrived at the scene to find a portal that seemed to have come from the Void itself. We also discovered someone had fallen from it and crashed. Upon reaching the crash site, that is how we found you." The phantom snapped her finger, and another being walked into the scene. Rachel turned to her left and raised her eyebrows. Rachel looked down at the short being before her.It has two metallic arms and claws, single optic and white torso and thighs with black feet, topped with a strange symbol attached to its chest. It moved like a human yet covered with a shiny chrome exterior, two cat-like horns jutting from its head, and a heart-shaped symbol adorning its center.She narrowed her eyes as she studied the insignia. The mark was indeed heart-shaped, but golden, tribal-inspired, stripes, two-cat-like eyes with one in the middle of the forehead, and surrounded by ten horns. Rachel tilted her head, scratching her chin in contemplation."Excuse me, um... Robot? What does that symbol mean?" The rainbowlass inquired, pointing her index finger at the icon. The mech glanced down at the symbol. Its pupil follows the movement before looking back up at the girl."The emblem represents our lord and master. My brethren and I wear it as a mark of pride. To symbolize whom do we serve." The robot responded as the girl placed her hand downward."Master?" Rachel whispered, her voice filled with curiosity and trepidation, and she turned her head toward the elusive phantom."I remember yourself speaking of your leader," the spectral figure acknowledged as she lifted an eyebrow."Yes, but I find it more fitting to refer to him as such, considering his... troubled history with this place," The ghost responded, averting its gaze from Rachel and focusing on the desolate ground."The automaton mentioned he's some lord and master. How long has this figure... held sway?" The rainbowlass inquired, her words hanging heavy in the air. The ghost fell silent, clenching its spectral hands into tight, trembling fists. The phantom closed her eyes, and a weighted pause enveloped the air.The ghost began to reignite voices in her head, tinged with the anguish of remembrance. Rachel observed as the ghost's hands shook and a deep frown etched across its incorporeal brow. The world around her seemed to vanish for a fleeting moment, replaced by an ominous black tint seeping into her vision.The echoes of destruction, screams, explosions, gunfire, and roars inundated her senses. Rachel tilted her head, leaning in closer, trying to comprehend the torment etched on the phantom's face.For an agonizing moment, she couldn't breathe under the weight of the haunting memories that gripped her. Then, as suddenly as it began, the phantom's tumultuous mental landscape began to subside. It exhaled, reopening its eyes, and lifted its head to the heavens.The phantom turned back to Rachel, revealing a pained expression across her spectral features."Let's just say he... presided over this, this... 'kingdom' for a while, and as Bobert mentioned, he left an indelible mark," the phantom confessed, its eyes almost twitching but trying to keep the inner turmoil within."Bobert 6B Alpha, huh? And when it comes to names, what's yours?" Rachel inquired, gazing up at the apparition. The specter let out a small sigh, casting her eyes downward after clearing her throat."My name is...N-N-Nyx..." The phantom responded."Nyx?" Rachel questioned, and Bobert interjected, raising his claw."Indeed. Nyx, the Queen of Zelmore," The robot declared, bowing down. Rachel's eyebrows shot up, her pupils contracting, and her eyes twitching."Wait a second, Queen?! Zelmore?!" Rachel exclaimed, shaking her head vigorously from side to side and clutching her temples as residual pain from the crash lingered. A gentle sigh escaped Nyx's lips as she massaged Rachel's head. The girl turned to the ghost, still harboring disbelief about what she had just heard.The agonizing pain from her wounds suddenly began to subside. The rainbowlass observed in silence as an ethereal aura enveloped her form, the torment across her body dissipating into nothingness. As the spectral healing concluded, Rachel examined herself with disbelief and relief.The ephemeral radiance vanished, and with newfound strength, she turned her gaze back to the phantom."Perhaps I should acquaint you with this place, given your newcomer status. But I strongly advise you to stay close." Nyx suggested with a melancholy undertone in her voice."S-Sure thing, your... Highness," Rachel stammered, her eyes falling upon her attire nearby. With a determined glare, she descended from the table, retrieving her clothes. Shedding the hospital gown, she adorned herself in her original garments. Her gaze then shifted back to Bobert."Bobert, you're dismissed. I'm taking charge now," Nyx declared, and Bobert nodded respectfully before exiting the room. As the mechanical companion departed, Rachel approached Nyx after fixing her hair. Nyx acknowledged with a solemn nod as advancing toward the door, and the rainbowlass followed her as they exit the room.
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Keenan Crier's Backstory in Smash Legend Bros.This story takes place a millennium before Smash Legend Bros.When baby Keenan Crier was accidentally sent to the Digital World, an evil being called Noogenson Saiboot took advantage of the situation and killed Keenan's parents and Akihiro Kurata. This is because Noongenson was already omnisciently suspicious of Kurata's intentions. So he decided to kill him along with Keenan's parents to test the boy's life. The reason Noogenson killed them is also because he suspects that there is something darker inside the boy, and this would be revealed in the future.Keenan was adopted by a female Frigimon as a baby. When he grew up and started living in the Digital World, Keenan had a horrible childhood because he began to suffer difficult and complicated times. The other Digimon began to disown him and treat him badly, saying that Keenan is a human and not a Digimon. But Keenan has a very big intolerance and started to be impulsive against them, saying that he is a Digimon. But one of the Digimons asks that if Keenan really is a Digimon, then why doesn't he have special abilities and powers like Digimons. Keenan was very scared and silent, not saying a word.Keenan returns home crying, and tells his adoptive mother everything that happened. Upon learning this, Frigimon tells Keenan that it doesn't matter if he is a Digimon or human, and that she will always love him and that she will always stay by his side. The next day, Frigimon and Keenan went to Infinite Ice Ridge and found Merukimon. Frigimon tells them everything that happened and Merukimon decides to raise them. Keenan was reunited with his old friend Falcomon, who had known Keenan since he was very young.Even though his new life is great, Keenan still continues to face several difficult and complicated moments in his life. The main factor that most harms his life is that Keenan still remains a very immature boy, very impulsive and explosive, and with low psychology. There are even times when even though Falcomon tried to help Keenan and said some things, Keenan would hit him or even show an inappropriate attitude against him in less than a second, even though Falcomon hadn't done anything wrong.One fine morning, Keenan learned that there are Digimons who are losing their lives due to Virus-type Digimons. Falcomon feels guilty because he had saved some of them and didn't even have time to save the others, leaving Keenan and the others surprised. At that moment, Merukimon learned that an army of Virus Digimon led by the Royal Knights are coming to rule the Digital World. Falcomon digivolves to Peckmon and tries to fight them, but he is easily defeated. Keenan tries to help him, but one of the Royal Knights unleashes a special attack that almost hits Keenan, only knocking him out.When Keenan wakes up, his mother tells him that Falcomon was killed and Merukimon sacrificed himself so the rest of the Digimon could escape, leaving Keenan shocked. When Keenan sees the rest of the surviving Digimon, one of the Digimon said, "What's so good about Merukimon saving us? At least we're lucky to be alive."Upon hearing this, Keenan punches the Digimon who said that and shouts saying not to talk like that. Other Digimon keep saying he's overreacting, but Keenan becomes impatient, shouting to shut up. One of the Digimon asks Keenan to calm down, saying it's just a provocation. But Keenan is easily angered and throws his boomerang towards the Digimon. But Frigimon stays in front of the Digimon and protects him, hurting himself with the boomerang. Keenan is shocked and questions this, and Frigimon begs him not to be immature, as this lack of control could be more harmful to him and everyone. After that, Frigimon was deleted.Keenan is very traumatized and saddened by his actions and his mother's death, so he goes into an existential crisis and runs away. As Keenan walks through the Digital World, Noogenson appears and punches Keenan in the face. When Keenan is on the ground and is shocked to see Noogenson, he shows visions about Keenan's biological parents and that Frigimon had already adopted him. Keenan is surprised to discover everything and Noogenson leaves.After that, a mysterious energy appears in Keenan's body, causing him a lot of pain and suffering. At that moment, a mysterious voice says that the reason Keenan is affected by the energy is because he has high emotional complexity at full levels, emotional imbalance and persistence, high intolerance and low esteem, high proactivity due to not having difficulties and physical disadvantages of demonstrating more attitudes and actions at inopportune moments in terms of interruption, weak psychology and low maturity, etc. The voice also says that this energy is called "Black Complexity" and that it only affects beings of high emotional complexity at complete levels, emotional imbalance and persistence, high proactivity, etc. Finally, the voice explains that the importance of Keenan's death is much more necessary to avoid the consequences of life.Afterwards, Keenan disintegrates to death and his soul is destroyed.
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What Is Truth
For our words are only said
But our actions show the truth
For the left is light
With right as might
And everything
Is the nothing
We all come to love
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Of The Night
Oh how obscure things become
In the the clarity of night
And how clear things become
From its obscurity
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Literature
It's Okay To Cry
I tried to contact you
I care about you
I was alone
With no on to talk to with the screaming and torrent of little kids pounding against my skull
I wanted to talk to you, but my want was not appeased
I cried that night, for I was in a dark place that I had never met with before
I couldn't battle it alone
Solitude can be a dark place
The next day the same thing happened
I was isolated
The want came again
No satisfaction
My aunt saw me this time
She saw it roll down my cheek
She asked the infamous "what's wrong?"
I told her
Her reply did not change me
But the the small drizzle turned into a flood of tears
I ran to the bed and shoved my face in the covers as my eyeliner smeared
All I wanted was an intelligent conversation
With someone other than an adult
I wanted to talk
I had stayed strong for too long
Hiding how I really feel
I finally broke
Johnny Depp once said "People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long. "
It's okay to cry.
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Silver Sea of Destiny
Silver Sea of Destiny  1/26/15
So I wished to take her away from those golden fields.
And bring her to the silver sea of destiny.
Would she let me comfort her?
Would she allow me to dry her tears?
She reluctantly agreed to my heartfelt plea.
And I whisked her away hoping to keep her pain at bay.
We arrived on the shore and the silver moon was smiling.
I knew deep down this would not be easy.
But nothing worthwhile ever is.
I embraced her tightly for I had no words.
Her will was broken and her golden hair was in shambles.
How could I fix what the world had done?
How could I erase the damage incurred?
So we sat on the beach and watched the ocean.
And we talked of the past and the hurt that transpired.
I held her hand and prayed for relief.
She opened up and the floodgates appeared.
I took my chance and showed my heart.
I could not stand by and watch her suffer,
I knew this place healed many before.
Would it be enough to be her cure?
The rising sun was ever closer.
I listened intentl
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inception
As above so below.
So is the macrocosm, in the microcosm,
In the condemning indoctrination,
Does the enlightening allocution reside.
In hate does Love lay,
In the end does hope ring loudest.
By and down the river does the piper journey.
And in the eyes of the sinner, does the saint live.
Remember me,
When my name lays etched in the gates of heaven.
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Feast Of Grasses
Feast Of Grasses
by Tricia Pattinson


Thy sickle gathers all that we may feast upon
But nothing of a freshly winnowed star does by grace be present
For however deeply we harvest life with partaking pleasure
The feast is only of the grasses reached and deemed acceptable
So lay the table well, with all the bounty of conformity looking down as always
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Sombra
Sou uma sombra
De mim mesmo
Um fantasma etéreo
Invisível
Do meu verdadeiro eu
Um destino que eu aceitei
Pois não tenho escolha
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Ineffable
painting my red rose
yellow so you don't have to
see my agony.
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Literature
Funny Poem
Roses are red
violets are blue
sugar is sweet
and so are you
but the roses
are wilting
the violets
are dead
the sugar bowls
empty
and so is
your head
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Being afraid to speak
The unpleasantries of past events
Were driven by the voices of contempt
Leaving me breathless
To that effect, I was left senseless
And when I laid under the covers
As I tried to warm myself from the cold stares
I shivered, as my skin turned white
By the solace of silence
But, as I overcame their sadness
I learned to embrace the cold
Until I was able to give warmth to others
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what love is not.
it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain, 
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
rise
&
fall
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth, 
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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It Never Happened
Have you ever stood
In the rain
And let it pour
Upon your skin
And imagined
It washing away
All of your pain
And all of your suffering
And cleansing your heart
And your mind
And creating you new
As if the past
And the troubles it contained 
Never happened?
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Lovely
Simple Songs
Meandering Details
Tapering Tangents
Milking the Moment
When I feel happy
And content
When I am so loved
And smiles
Seem to melt onto
My face
Seem to Keep it there
And Sighs
Music in my ears
Dancing in my toes
People on my mind
Words rushin' by me
What a lovely memory
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When...
When a river becomes dry
When an angel falls from the sky
When humanity sang her last song
When the shadows of wolves find a place to belong
When diamonds are no longer in the rough
When hearts breaking means no more break up
When silence has fell upon the dark sky
When Angels and Demons reach up to fly high
When a sunset of flurry pink and passion
When realizing life is more to give and take
Instead of realizing our mistakes..
then can we be happy?
~End~
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