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Ok so these short stories are pretty detailed. I got bored and I'm an evil person that watches csi too much so I did these two stories. Now please if you don't like gorey stuff or descriptions of being murdered. Please don't read this the detail will maybe surprise you

The first one is about getting your leg sawed off. The second is about being killed by a butcher. And to continue I did the whole IT WAS ALL A DREAM shit
(Also yes I know sawn isn't the word it's sawed BUT SAWN SOUNDS COOLER OKAY!)

How wasn't I dying? I screamed so loud it but it wasn't heard over the earbleeding shrilly sound the chainsaw makes when it's driver through things. Particularly bones. My. Bones. The chainsaw flawlessly cut through throwing all the fleshy muscles and blood out of its way with its gears. And right as I saw the last of my leg disconnect it started to fall from the table I was on. And right before it hit the ground. I launched myself upwards out of sleep.



The hand clutched a kitchen knife. So tight it might slip out from pressure. My head started aching from being upside down and my ankles numbed from tight wires. Hanging upside down from the ceiling. Every clothing item was a cloud white except his gloves being a shade of blue associated with surgeons. But to both sides of me were pigs. I observed them until I saw a shadow rise up. Then I never saw anything. Until a few moments later. The lights were brighter, one of the pigs had been cut open, not harvested but its intestines sloppily stretched out and reaching to the floor when it seemed to try to coil back up. The other one wasn't touched anywhere nose down. But the meaty top of its head was sliced off so perfectly you can see the all sides of the skull in it. The middle of it was just a pool of red, like a bowl. I tried to look up towards my body but couldn't swing my torso high enough to get a view. I looked at the steal door in front of me. I heard an eerie creak and it opened a crack. Then a hand grabbed around the side and clutched it, making it echo a slam noise. As the door slowly opened, it pushed over the clear plastic the covered the floor. Just as the door moved for light to show the butcher. I opened my eyes, and rubbed them off. Somehow I had been crying THROUGH my sleep.


[x] Mother 
[x] Father 
[ ] Step-Father 
[ ] Step-Mother 
[ ] Step Sister
[ ] Step Brother
[ ] Brother 
[ ] Brother In Law
[ ] Sister 
[ ] Sister In Law 
[ ] Twin
[x] Half sister
[x] Half brother 
[ ] Nephew 
[ ] Niece 
[x] Boyfriend/Girlfriend
[x] Mobile phone 
[x] Own bathroom 
[x] Own room 
[ ] Have/had a swimming pool
[ ] Have/had a hot tub 
[ ] Guest room 
[x] Living Room
[ ] Own computer 
[x] Own TV
[ ] flat TV
[ ] Lots of rugs 
Total: 10

[x] Full size/Queen bed 
[ ] More than 8 pairs of shoes 
[ ] MP3 Player/iPod
[ ] PS2/3 
[ ] Nintendo DS or PSP
[ ] Gameboy/Advance
[ ] Gamecube 
[x] Xbox/Xbox 360 
[x] Wii 
[ ] Your Own Laptop 
Total: 3

[ ] Basketball net/hoop
[ ] Air hockey table
[ ] Pool table
[ ] Ping pong table
[ ] Football table
[ ] sport gear 
Total: 0

[x] Nightstand
[ ] Stereo in bedroom 
[ ] surround system
[ ] DVD player in bedroom/portable
Total: 1

[ ] Go shopping at least once a week
[ ] Expensive cologne/perfume
[ ] AIM/MSN (Gmail)
[x] Camera on phone
Total: 1

[ ] Straightener/curling iron 
[ ] Have been to a batting cage 
[ ] Have $100 on you right now in your pocket/wallet  
[ ] Credit card or ATM card or debit card or bank card 
[x] Have a TV in your room 
[ ] Mirror in your room 
Total: 1

[x] Window in your room
[ ] Been to Paris 
[ ] Been to Rome 
[ ] Been to Australia 
[ ] Been to Switzerland
[ ] Been to Dubai
[ ] Been to Germany 
[ ] Been to the United Kingdom
[ ] Been to a place written in 7 wonders 
Total: 1

[x] Parents have a car
[ ] Have owned or own a Jet ski/boat
[ ] Had/have Camped 
[ ] Been to 3+ states/countries/provinces
[x] 80+ buddies 
Total: 2

[x] Home cooked meals almost everyday 
[ ] Been in a limo  
[ ] Been in a helicopter
[ ] Own a camera 
[ ] Have been to Disneyland/World more than 2 times
Total: 1

Total: 15
10 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 20 = Ghetto ;-;

i dont get out much dont get chances to watch tv and unless its youtube or something i probably dont know about it ;-; im also not a fan of radio music (rare acceptions) and dont know a lot of celebrities, theres two people in our house (not counting cats) and were both lazy and dont usually travel so i doubt this is surprising -_-

Post as:
1-25 = Ghetto! (and tag 3 people) 
26-40 = Average Teen! (and tag 10 people) 
41-50 = Spoiled Teen! (And tag 15 people) 
51+ = Upper Class Snob! (and tag 20 people)

I tag: nah i no torture other people ;-;
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I am a major brony
For people that care my favorite pony is pinkie pie of the main six and Scootaloo of everypony
The oc you may most commonly see (with a red mane and purple glasses) is known as cherry punch or sizzle 

Ok more about me 
I foster kittens this will be my third year doing so and it is completely worth it 
And after saying that you can easily realize my favorite animal 
I am all in for a great scare and I personally find it pretty fun
My favorite thing to do is draw with both headphones in (totally guilty)
One of my goals is to make lots of people laugh with my really stupid jokes😆
And I enjoy video games as much as the next person does 

Also maybe sometime in the future I might start youtube 
And speaking of which I am a fan of markiplier team crafted jacksepticeye kuledud3 munchingbrotato and hwnt(plz don't kill me I have your poster)
I like to watch (cough cough ponies cough) South Park and well youtube (duh)
It was a windy but sunny fall morning
I sat on the carpet in the dinning room playing with my little figurines. Then I heard a noise on the door, it was more defined than the one the wind makes. I stood up, wrapping my red blanket over my shoulders with both hands. I hoped the door and was met with an amazingly sweet pair of neon yellow eyes looking up at me. With the start of one white foot taking a step, she welcomed her self in. She paced over to the patio slid door and spread out on the floor under the beams of sun. She turned a little to look at me as if to get some affection. I was still confused but I just placed my hand right onto her side not even moving it from that spot she had already started purring. Her soft fur had felt as warm as the blanket that just went in the dryer I had over my back. Within moments she closed her eyes and fully relaxed. And a few more moments my mom came out of her room.

And screamed. The cat looked up at her in startle. Her tail swung between her legs. I tried to calm my mom down. But she had done it for me. The cat got up her tail pointing to the sky as she brushed my moms legs. She stopped cursing enough to lay down the first pet to the cat she had made from then to the next 10 years
So my friend Catherine's oldest has a friend named joe and this is because she hates gay parings so this was to torture her and that only (cause this kind of ship with two guys that you actually know irl is just sad) (even for me)

The two friends sat separately on the two ends of the basement couch. Josh's legs were stretched to the end table and joe leaned back on the arm of the couch and squished his legs up to keep off his friends side. They both blankly tapped their phone screens. Sitting for a good hour hwith his legs stiffly bent had gotten joes legs sore.

"Ffffuck.." joe realized just how bad his legs were hurting.


"Dude my legs really fucking hurt right now. Can I just put them on your lap?"

"I don't care dude." Josh already reverted his attention to his phone again.

Finally comfortable a few minutes passed by before either of them spoke again

"Dude, joe sit up." Josh waved him to sit up and held his phone up at full arm length. Joe sat up and smiled an open mouth smile and pressed his cheek up to Josh's as his friend snapped the picture. Josh's face was warm and soft. How didn't want to move off the side of his face cause it was much warmer that the rest of the basement. Joe took his cheek of his friends and nuzzled it with the end of his nose. He eventually couldn't stop himself, what ever part of him that did, he pressed his nose down further and turned his head upward so his lips gave josh's cheek a little peck.

He was immediately shoved back in the place he was before sitting up. "JOE WHAT THE FUCK" joe froze. He didn't know. He didn't understand why he did that. And had no excuse.

Please if any of my friends read this. I'm sorry unless your Aidan. Fuck you Aidan.
This one I forgot to upload (I think) I'm super proud of this one and it's the first one I wrote out in my notebook (I'd say read this because this one is very tame and it doesn't have to off a ship maybe just friends this story is very tame so have fun)

Robbie clung onto him like a cat. The hero just smiled and giggled, he could feel the villain shaking vigorously as he was being squeezed with fear. Sportacus kept his shoulders relaxed and continued to attempt to guide Robbie across the planks to the rope.

"I can't do this" Robbie started to get anxious

"Yes you can" Sportacus reached up to Robbie's hands that pryed to his shoulders, pulling them off and intertwining the fingers with his.

Robbie looked down at the hands that were trapping his in them and looked back up to the hero with unsure trust. He pulled one of his hands free and wiped his eyes and then reconnected it. Robbie looked into Sportacus' loving smile and felt surprisingly safe. Hands still linked, the hero started backing up onto the tightrope backwards. Robbie hesitantly followed.

"Just keep looking into my eyes." He whispered just loud enough to hear over the wind. Robbie didn't plan on even wanting to look away. Seeing his reflection in the gentle hazel eyes of the hero made his heart and mind mellow. He was almost hypnotized in the beautiful blueness of the warm and welcoming smile, and soon found himself heating up through the cold and blushed strongly, not even realizing he walked the 10 foot tight rope already and noticed his feet were safely on the next stand of wood in between the obstacles.

By the time he started having fun they were at the zip line by the end. Which was the part Robbie was fearing most. The whole time they were on the ropes course Robbie had clung onto the hero but in each part of the course his reasons had slowly changed to do so. But the zip line was one at a time and he didn't want to let go

"You go first." Sportacus told him. Robbie opened his mouth to object but the mood he was in made him ease his fear. He proceeded to click his harness to the line and hold the handles. Then got adrenaline he started yearning for Sportacus' touch once more but knew there wasn't a point and just wanted to get down. His only choice was to take the zip line. And he did it. Landing on his feet and moved to watch the heros turn. Sportacus didn't even connect his harness and swung himself foreword landing in the same place Robbie had. He unclicked his harness from his chest and ran over to Robbie, jump hugging him from and cheering for what Robbie had achieved

Robbie smiled and reached up to hug him back

Receiving his reward.
I wrote this one in my notebook, ironically at school during resource class but I sure like this one in particular :3

Also I have no idea for the title so I just chose that anyone wanna suggest in the comments go right ahead

Robbie groaned. "Ugh Sportaflop." Once again he watched the residents of lazy town active and happy as usual. He walked off and got an idea that made him smile. "I'm in a sugar apple mood today!"

"Dear sportaflop." Robbie narrated his own letter as he wrote. "Someone gave me sportscandy and I don't want it. Come over this afternoon and take this yucky healthy food away from my house."

Conveniently Robbie had a case for his letter to go in the Shute. He went up to surface and tried to fiddle with the mailbox. He growled and gave the box a firm kick. He looked up and saw one of the kids who had been laughing at him.


Stephanie covered her mouth to hide her laughter further and helped show Robbie how to send his letter.

When the letter was shot Sportacus had been doing sit ups. As the letter shot up he sat up and caught it in a complete sit up. As the hero read the message he rolled his eyes at how similar Robbie was to a kid who doesn't want their vegetables made him laugh a bit to himself. Sportacus honestly thought it was adorable.

Robbie jumped right into making the sugar Apple. He took out an old folding chair and sat it next to his orange chair. He put the Apple on a plate on his side table and grinned and laughed uncontrollably over his deviation until he heard a knock on the hatch above him. He called up "Jump in!" And in a moment or so the hero leapt down and landed perfectly on his feet.

"So.." Sportacus turned to the villain who sat with a crossed leg. "About the sportscandy?"

"Oh of course! Take a seat!" Robbie put on a smile as plastic as his words. Sportacus looked at the old chair and brought himself to sit anyway, not wanting to be rude. Once he sat down Robbie tossed him an apple and Sportacus, of course, caught it. He swung it up to his mouth and took a bite off the side. Robbie grinned.

"HA HAAA!" Robbie sprung up from his chair. "STUPID SPORTAFLOP!" The villain knelt over Sportacus, like a predator does over its prey. He cackled wildly and did a little dance. He celebrated his heart out for maybe five minutes straight, then couldn't bring himself to anymore. He sat back down next to Sportacus once more and felt tightness in his throat and heaviness in his heart. He couldn't quite identify what it was right away but Robbie soon realized it was guilt. He was not at all proud of what he had done even though he's tried endlessly to finally defeat the blue hero and now... Robbie feels sorry for him?

Robbie reached into his pocket and pulled out a real apple. He moved to the other side of the unconscious hero which he was now in front of Sportacus. Robbie reached for the hero's hand, lifted it up and placed the apple into it. He knelt ashamed as Sportacus crunched the other apple and became functional enough to meet the villains eyes. He instantly realized that Robbie wasn't in a good mood.

"I'm sorry." Robbie said as the hero started to sit up. "I don't know why I am... but I really am.." Robbie turned his head away to hide his shame from the hero's eyes.

"I forgive you, Robbie." Robbie heard Sportacus shuffle closer behind him. "You need a hug?"

"A hug? What the heck is that?" Robbie thought of the weird things something a hug could be and he was far from right and far from expecting Sportacus to wrap him tightly in his arms (and from the placement they were both at it was) from behind. He had a warmth Robbie never had under a blanket. He still didn't know quite what a hug was but he liked it.

How could two (kinda) enemies forgive and accept each other so easily? Honestly there was no answer..

There doesn't always need to be one~
I wrote this in my notebook and I'm too lazy to edit it so here's the result

Robbie's dreary eyes lifted, once without a loud startle for so long, but as he lay spread out on his couch, his eyes still blurry, had got set on a little blob of blue across from him. Robbie's vision slowly focused and soon realized that a certain hero sat there with one leg crossed over the other and a light smile as Sportacus noticed Robbie catching his glimpse.

"Hey sleepyhead" the hero stood up and knelt by the side of the couch that Robbie rested his head on.

"What do you want" Robbie muffled through a yawn.

"I want you to get up." Sportacus said in a soft sounding reply. Robbie was surprised the hero even understood what he said. Robbie turned towards the back of the couch and gave off a little growl. He shut his eyes tightly until he felt the couch sink lower behind him. Robbie popped his eyes open, noticing the hero wasn't where he previously had stood.

"Was he laying behind me??"

Robbie was signally completely awake, still that being so unwillingly of course. Just even after that he noticed a familiar arm swing into his view. Robbie was put into a one armed hug and was thankful the hero probably wouldn't bother sitting up to see his bright red face he had from the affection. He felt Sportacus' breath on the back of his neck. Calm content breathes that made him feel warm and content, then felt a pair of soft lips press onto his neck and leave without a smack. They laid together for what felt like a grand eternity to Robbie but was realistically just probably about 15 minutes
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(Another one!) this is Sportacus x Robbie so yee
Okay so I based this one off the episode 'Sportacus who?' So it just follows a slightly alternated plot but obviously one including a specific ship I sail as hard as the titanic iiiif... it.. didn't.... siiink... -_- but yeah here it is

Also I'd like to add that it's more fun to do the story of how they started being together over and over because that's my favorite one to work off even if I like to use it constantly I imagine it happening in different ways (I've also tried to keep it as clean as an obvious shipping fanfic can stay so don't worry there's nothing that batshit disturbing)

just as the first
This is a ship fic so please people wanted me to post it if you don't want to them simply don't read it please respect that I decided to this and I had fun (at least in the sleepless night of constant boredom it was fun) and it was just something to do

"What was I doing?" Sportacus scratched his head "I know I was doing something.."

Robbie got a rush of pride that his plan had worked. He ran to approach the confused hero. He put his hands on the packed shoulders and leaned on him from behind.

"Hello! Sportacus buddy!" He put on an innocent tone

"You know me!" The blue hero replied

"Oh! Do I know YOU!?" Robbie grinned "I am your best friend." Robbie regretted this because he knew he could have done worse.

"You are!! That's great" Sportacus shook his 'friends' hand, Robbie felt how soft they were even through the aggressive shaking. "That's great... because I can really remember who I am.."

"Really!?" Robbie celebrated inside as he continued to mislead the hero. "Not to worry my friend listen to your old pal!"
He put his arm around sportacus' shoulder and lead him to the wooden board vividly painted over with scenery.

"Now this is your home!" He pointed to the billboard.

"Cool!" He looked closer and noticed that was only a painting "how do I...?"

Robbie guided him around the back and next to the hatch. Turning the wheel and popping open the top. "Jump in."

Even without memory Robbie noticed he was undoubtedly able to land on his feet at the bottom of the drop.

Robbie jumped down eagerly after him, just as sportacus stood up he was falling above him. Wincing and closing his eyes for the crash but was caught in some sort of item that caught his fall. Popping one eye open he found himself once again in the heros arms. He hesitated and tried to sit up, he felt his face heat up.

"P-put me down!" He squirmed.

"Oh." The hero let go of his unmovable grasp with no struggle "sorry." Robbie dropped to the floor once again but from a shorter height.

"Please!!! DONT pick me up again!" Robbie scolded while scrambling to his feet.

Robbie rolled his eyes and strutted to his chair. Sportacus blankly followed, waiting for his next thing he's told about himself.

"So what else was I?" He asked patiently.

"Oh!" Somehow Robbie seemed for have forgotten he was here "uhh... you were..."

Robbie weighted the outcomes of what he could put to reality. And soon the perfect one came to his brilliant mind.

"You were my boyfriend." Robbie was never one for affection but he would take it to get Sportacus to value him unconditionally over the other residents of this town.

"But weren't you my best friend?" He tilted his head.

"Oh uhh.. that's only what we told others.. like a secret only we know.." he prayed that the hero would buy it.

"So uhh... what would we do then.. as uhh you know..." Sportacus seemed to be trying to grasp what his friend even meant by it.

"Oh, come on." Robbie stood up once more then gagged a little bit but he knew he had to prove this lie somehow. "Things like.." he leaned closer to the mindwiped hero, he scrunched his face in disgust as he struggled to do what he seemed to have to. Then he quickly pecked Sportacus' lips with his and then turned his head to wipe off his mouth.

Sportacus stood there a little part of him seemed to know it wasn't right but that same part pushed him to actually keep it.

He looked over to Robbie after fluttering in his mind for a bold few moments, as Robbie was hung over foreword coughing in his cupped hands. Sportacus put a hand on the stiff shoulder of Robbie. Alerting him that he had to cut back to the acting, he started to turn around...

But was pulled the rest of the way upwards and his poorly cleaned lips were put right back onto Sportacus'. His cold little heart and cynical little mind winced at the passion that was being returned to him. He mentally struggled to pull way but couldn't work up even the will power to try moving. And from his experience he knew there was no point, the grasp of anyone that has even touched a soccer ball could easily out strengthen him. And he decided that since he has no choice he decided to go with it, but even he could tell deep down inside he had another reason to.

Robbie had no idea how to do this, and Sportacus had no idea about anything so both of them kinda just tried, they started to speed up the rhythm, Robbie following the lead of the hero and then slowed down. Holding out the last kiss as they slowly moved their lips away from each other's. Robbie opened his eyes slowly to see Sportacus fully alert as he squinted to the bright glow from the heros chest.

"What does this mean?" Sportacus poked the logo badge on his chest.

"Oh it just means..." Robbie knew if he told the truth that it might spark his memory and overlayer everything that he had 'reminded' him of. "It just means your calm or happy."

"Oh!" Sportacus wiped the face of concern off of his expression and became relieved.

(Meanwhile stingy hung from a tree calling for help and Stephanie saves him and starts suspecting something of why Sportacus didn't show up)

When the blinking vanished they looked back into each others eyes and stepped backwards towards the only piece of furniture that one could sit on. Robbie reached his hands up to the back of Sportacus' head as they tried to make space of the little amount on the couch. Leaning onto one another the closed their eyes and rested for the rest of the afternoon.

Sportacus lifted his eye lids and sat up, childish snores coming from his side. He looked over to see Robbie completely knocked out still. He decided to go up for some fresh morning air. Almost exactly as he stepped to the road a small crowd came storming towards him, yelling his name as they charged his way.

"Hey Sportacus where were you?" He was met a hug from a blur of pink.

"How do you know my name?" He pushed her off to see what she looked like, her expression dropped at the question.

"You know me, I'm Stephanie!" Stephanie smiled, hoping he was joking like earlier today.

"I-I'm sorry I don't remember anything.." Sportacus felt ashamed. "Now I have to go back to see if Robbie is awake.."

Stephanie gasped and seemed to easily realize what Robbie had done. She took the others and walked off to pixels house to try to fix his computer.


"Nope." He looked at the peacefully sleeping Robbie and he roared loud snoring in every breathe. "Not awake yet." He leaned down and lightly, very lightly kissed his forehead. He decided to head back up top and find those kids again. But by the time he got up they found him instead. Pixel shoved a small screen into his face seeing flashing scenes of him saving people, doing flips and hanging out with them.

And suddenly he knew who he was. He knew why his purpose was and what he did.

It was at that moment that Robbie had come up to find him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Robbie glared directly at Stephanie. "Why are you associating with" -he made himself gag- "THEM"

"Oh sorry Robbie they were just saying good morning!" Sportacus lied. "Do you need me?"

"Yes! PLEASE come back down to my- I mean your house?" Robbie went back to hold open the hatch and motion him to come towards it. Sportacus walked to him obediently a little bounce in his walk. Before he leapt down he gave Stephanie a little wink. Robbie followed glaring at Stephanie before slamming the hatch behind him.

This time Sportacus remembered to move out of the way for Robbie's fall.

"So.. uhh...." Sportacus felt his heart start beating faster. "That thing we did yesterday?"

"Yeah?" Robbie did NOT want to be reminded of it, he had never forgot. "What about it?"

"Can we do it again?" Sportacus grinned.

"Sorry but I don't think that I wa-" Robbie stopped himself, remembering the unfamiliar but great feeling it had given him. "Of course." He walked up to the hero "we used to do it all the time!"

Sportacus reached for Robbie's waist, and they were off.

Even with memories, a superhero has got to have his share of fun.



(Extended end/ epilogue)

Robbie opened one of his eyes to see Sportacus' face with his gentle eyes closed but found him doing the same thing. He could see him smile a little at Robbie's startle, then decided to tell him.

"Robbie?" Sportacus straightened up a bit and grinned as he said "Stephanie gave me my memory back"

But just as that sank into Robbie and his mind startled to flutter with questions and worries, robbie started to open his mouth.

And before any sound came out..

he was swiftly shut up by an even more passionate kiss~
Disclaimer I also did this on a sleepless night and I was just watching supermega the whole time if you don't know them i suggest them to you

"ARE YOU ACTUALLY FUCKING SERIOUS" Matt gritted his teeth as he pressed in the controller buttons with all his hand strength.
Ryan covered his grin with his sweatshirt sleeve, coughing a bit from trying not to laugh.

"YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK THIS" Matt flung his arms up and let the controller fall to the ground, he stood up "FUCKING FORGET IT IM NOT DOING THIS" Ryan let his eyes follow Matt as he stormed off to the other room. He shut off the recording, set down his controller on the ground next to matts and went to follow after his friend.

He rounded the doorway and saw matt on the couch with his hands covering his face as he slumped foreword, hearing the presence of his friend Matt let out a muffled scream into his own hands pulling the bangs of his hair with tenseness in his clench.

Ryan stood there silently, waiting for the silence to be returned to him, once it was he approached his friend.

"You alright?" He tried not to chuckle

"Yeah just fucking pissed off" he finally looked up, his hair all frizzy.

Ryan sat on the foot rest across from the place on the couch that matt had sat.
"You're pretty cute when you're angry..." Ryan let off a light chuckle, then shyed away from any other comments on what had happened

Matt felt himself relax a bit when he heard that, he felt the hope rise in his heart once again, denying his chances for so long had made him even more love sick, each time he thought about it his mind and thoughts turned into a war. But this time he felt no sense of doubt not even in small pieces.

"Well..." he knew it was a make or break situation but he took a gamble on the signs matt was given to work with "you're way cuter when you get upset.."

Ryan was startled with that response.

I can't continue this without loosing the sense of the story I'm proud of it and don't wanna ruin it by lazily continuing it off  forgotten rout I was gonna follow for it
This is a ship fic so please people wanted me to post it if you don't want to them simply don't read it please respect that I decided to this and I had fun (at least in the sleepless night of constant boredom it was fun) and it was just something to do

Disclaimer about the actual story: Cherry is just made off the top of my head and she isn't really an OC or anything like that I just needed to fill her part of the story with at least something

So now I'll shut up and read my people:

Sporticus leaned on the wall next to him. His eyes shaped in hearts as big as HER uniform, she had bright blonde hair and a pink jumpsuit. Gentle bright real eyes and a heart of gold, packed with sporticus. With every showed off flip she gave a giggle and a bat of her gorgeous eyelashes. Robbie watched behind a wall nibbling on a couple chips. His heart began to sink but he wasn't sure why, he didn't really even like pink, or her. But the erg to sabotage blocked him to think to realize why.

He flipped through his disguises until he laid eyes on the familiar jumpsuit he watched earlier. He smiled his proud smile as he let the waves of the fake hair flood into his face.


"So I'll see you tonight cherry?" Sportacus said with confidence

Once again Cherry batted her lashes and nodded in a smile.

That night:

Robbie stumbled in teal heels to the bottom of the familiar white ladder. He heard a call from above

"Climb on up cherry"

Robbie took the name into memory as he started up the ladder. When he got to the top he was in awe how clean it was, then he remembered his house and compared the mess to the airship.

He turned his attention in front of him which he realized he didn't see the blue clothed hero hold his hand out to him, he hesitated realizing he'd have to go against everything he believed about sportacus to succeed in this.

He reached with a shaky hand out to sportacus.

Then was instantly pulled into the heros chest, his hands flung onto sportacus' waist. Despite being taller than sportacus his shock kept him from escaping.

"Cherry," sportacus began, a confident shine in his eyes. Robbie looked up at him trying to make the fake response seem natural "you make me want to do things I'd never fink on doing"

Sportacus called up to the ceiling of the airship "Couch!"

A sky blue couch landed behind Robbie's back, and he was soon being pushed backwards. He's tried before it seems almost impossible to push the hero back, so he didn't bother trying.

He was laid gently back on the couch, sportacus securely on top of him. He was still in shock, paralyzed and drowning in thoughts about his gentle hands and how light he was on top of him.

He got lost in those thoughts and hadn't noticed sportacus leaning in.

"Cherry...." Robbie looked up realizing it was referring to him. He could hear sportacus' heavy breath, the warm minty breath hitting his face. He felt himself relax, he suddenly couldn't help himself from feeling the love. "I love you..."

Sportacus said not lifting his lips off Robbie's. And then pressing them down. Robbie couldn't even stop himself from closing his eyes along with him.

He felt a hand run through his wig, the fingers locking into it and it slowly sliding off.

"ROBBIE" he flinched, flicking open his eyes to meet the heros blue ones. His face as bright red as an actual Cherry, Robbie felt his heated too. He couldn't think of any words to say.

"I just wanted to be loved for once" he blurted without stopping it "and I think that-" he shoved his hands so hard over his mouth and sank down

"Think vhat?" Sportacus blushed, sweating a bit.

"I think... think...." Robbie hesitated, but knew there was no point "I actually do like you.."

Sportacus expected something rude but remained shocked. He felt his heart race.

"Robbie..." Robbie looked up at him, a tear starting to form. "Could I really make you happy..?"

"I...." Robbie knew he would never get the offer again, so he slowly nodded, looking at sportacus' lips.

He felt a concerning crave for love.

It hurt his cruel little heart so bad that it healed it.

Robbie slowly reached up to the sides of his face, sliding his fingers under sportacus' beanie. He ran his fingers through the regrowing hairs from the last haircut he's had. Robbie slowly brought his head up to the heros. Nervously pressing his lips against his.

Yeah I got bored and I can focus enough to finish this……

Guys I've already designed them and I promise these mlp egg adopts will be worth it
If you want me to prove it I'll eventually just end up posting the adopts actual designs
Yeah I got pretty sad when I wrote this but my friends say I should post it because it's really good. Just so you know it gets depressing
(It's kinda about how if nature had the same interaction behavior as some shitty people in the world and not being thankful for it not)

Like the blueness of the sky moving away to welcome room for the night stars

Like those stars all connect together and work to make something beautiful together

Like those beautiful things God creates outside that no one seems to appreciate

Like those people who choose to engulf in things that won't support them in the future they have planned

Like that future seems like just an excuse to the question everyone seems to ask

"What do you wanna be when you grow up?"

Like how that question is almost always replied with "be rich and famous" but answers itself with things like addicted to drugs, suicidal or in debt

Like how oblivious the people of the world are to the greatest things they could accomplish if they just decided to try and the bad things they become dragged into instead

If kids would just go outside and play like they all used to in their younger tears then maybe bad things in life wouldn't be so hard on them.


But what if that sky refused to welcome others into its world

But what if those stars decided to become independent and untrusting to eachother and never gave their shines

But what I'd God gave up on nature because no one cared of it or cared of him

But what if those people had looked up from their phones only to cry for attention and the help they need but were always left with no answer

But what if they answered that question with the reality they found "I'm gonna spend my money on the most beautiful thing I'll get in my life"

But what if they realized that that most beautiful thing was unsubscripted pills and a first class quality noose because they realized they missed their chance with a beautiful women they wanted to ask the question to

But what if everywhere he went mocked him.
Even outside.

Then what?
All day today to 10:00 am tomorrow I will be making FREE mlp adopt customs

But to be easier for me send me any picture and I'll use the colors to make a pone

Max request number is 20 which I doubt will happen

If you want more than one the next will be 2 points, because realistically I can overwork extra for more or it won't be fun and it'll become labor instead or generosity
So uhh imma just do some breedables pick an oc of mine and an oc of yours and I'll just throw together some babs of them setting up an entire breedable is way too much work and I'm not even on my computer I'm on mobile lol but just let me know setting up will be 3 points and depending on it I'll make either one or two babs mainly if I think I can make the appearances likable so I guess comment down below my oc name and a link to your oc :3…

If no one takes 7 I'm going to -_- feel free to adopt him guys…

Pls ;-; I need to get these guys homes :P if you can spare a second at least check em out I'm pretty proud of them
It was a slow day, me and my mom both needed some excuse to get to leave our house and do something. Then she turned to my room, her soft knock on the door.
"Hey honey, you wanna go shopping with me?" I suddenly grew uneasy like it was a bad idea to go with.
"No.." that was a flat lie, and probably to her an obvious one. I was beyond desperate to finally do something but the feeling of fear in my gut and conscience was holding me back.

"Well suit yourself." I started to tremble at the thoughts of death racing in my mind. And her lifeless teal eyes. I leapt up and cupped her hand in both of mine before the started down the garage stairs.
"Please don't go." I pleaded. My mom had been so beautiful, she had on a brown rain coat with a super soft hood. Her golden hair had poked out from both sides of her hood.

"Don't worry sweetie, you're old enough to stay home alone, I trust you." I broke down and stuttered over every word that tried to be said as her gentle hand was pulled out from in between mine as they shook like mad. The garage door made its familiar noise it does when it's closed. I forced myself into denial as I returned to the couch downstairs. I kinda forgot I was home alone until the bright orange and pink blinded me through the open window. I stepped upstairs to nibble on some crackers. At the age I was is not one of a cook. The hunger was killing me. I got an official sounding knock on the front door. I clicked off the lock and turned the handle, hesitantly and slow. Then two police officers pushed it open impatiently. "You're the child of (mom), right?" The man with a military style cut of a dishwater blonde mess asked.

I nodded. They exchanged eye contact with each other and took me away in a police car.

I stared in the mirror, then rubbed my palm against my scruff, then down my hair. For a second I relived the shock, I swore I saw that 8 year old looking right back at me with the blank eyes of a shock victim. And his arms covered in his long cinnamon sleeves. ...I told her... I TOLD her...