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 Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 9:45 am
THIS! Is where I, Hopeless, shall post short stories, and other stories that have chapters to them. Each story will have it's own color, so things won't get too confusing if I post a chapter of another story right after another from a different story and so on. I'd like to know what you think so um yeah.
Story/Color/Status/Page/Post Number:
The Semi-Sadistic Acorn. (Complete.) Page 1, second post.
Yet To Be Titled. (Chapters to come.)
Prologue-Page one, third post.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 9:53 am
The Semi-Sadistic Acorn.
David walked down the path in the park, a basket in his right hand. He was humming happily to himseld, gathering acrorns for his lovely acorn collection. He'd been gathering acorns since her was little, having always been fasinated by them. They were just so smooth, shiney, and some of them even had those little hates on them. He really liked the ones with the little hats because they were fun to draw faces on with sharpie. Smileing, her saw a particulary shiney, smooth little acorn with a hat and picked it up.
He was examining it closely and decided he just couldn't wait to give it a face. He pulled a black sharpie out of his pocket and sat down on te leafy ground under and golden-yellow leafed tree, leaning back up againt the trunk. First he dres the eyes, two tiny black dots right under the hat and then he added the nice smiley mouth under the eyes. It was now a perfectly cute little acorn, that is until it glared at him, but even then it was still rather cute.
"Hey! Whadda ya think ya doing!?" Burst out the Acorn angrily.
"Nothing, I was just... Wait, you're an acorn.. I'm talking to an acorn..."
"Yeah! Gotta problem with that?"
"Uh, no it's just I don't usualy.."
"Oh a wise guy eh? I like wise guys. You should join me in my quest!"
"Quest? For what?"
"Quest for world domination of course!"
"You're an acorn! You can't take over the world!"
"Supposedly... then again I'm not supposed to be able to talk now am I?"
"No..."
"But I am! So I can take over the world too! I just need to make an army. And you can draw all the faces on them so they can talk too!"
"On what?"
"The other acorns of course, you numbskull!"
"No."
"What?"
"No I won't help you!"
"You will! Or I shall set my army on you!"
"But you don't have an army!"
"I will as soon as you draw they're faces on them."
"But you were going to set them on me so I would draw on the faces, but you can't so you want me to draw the faces on them so you can set them on me and make me draw the faces on them?
"Yes, that about sums it up."
"You're nuts."
"Of course I am, but technically speaking I'm A nut, not nuts."
David stared at the Acorn incrediously. "Nuts as in insane."
"How can you be in-insane? I'm pretty sure.."
"You don't get it..."
"Oh..."
"Yeah..."
"Soooooo...?"
"Yes?"
"Draw the faces on the other acorns and make me my army!"
"No! I've already told you that I won't!"
The Acorn sniffled. "But.. Don't you love me anymore? After all, you did ask me to marry you and we had seven little acorn babies and..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Just trying to make you feel guilty.. Is it working?"
"No."
"Join me anyways?"
"No."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?"
"No! I will never join you! You're an acorn!!!" And with that David angrily threw him down and stomped on him before dumping his basket full of other acorns and running home to throw his acorn collection in the blender.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 1:35 pm
Yet To Be TItled.
Prologue.
A small girl of about four sat on her bed. Everything around her was very pink, white, and frilly. On her lap resided a huge, old book, opened to a yellowing page. The book's title was simple 'Fairy Tales', it's cover powder blue with golden decorations all over it. The book was at least a good twenty years old and dog eared due to having been read so much in that amount of time, the pages loose and threatening to fall out unless taped in tightly.
The door to the bedroom opened and the child looked up at the extremely beautiful woman who entered, her hands behind her back, a kind, loving smile adorning her face. Her hair was dark, eyes a clear shineing blue, skin soft and clear as her child's. Even if there had been a stern expression upon her face she would have still looked just as kind and beautiful.
"Have you picked out a story for tonight sweetie?" The woman asked in a sfot voice, sitting down on the bed and drawing the child into her lap. Her daughter nodded and held up the book, pointing at the page. "Ah! Cinderella! That's a wonderful choice, darling. I don't think we've read it in a week at most." The little one clapped enthusiastically at the priase she'd receaived. The woman smiled before continueing. "But first my dear daughter, I have a surprise for you." And she pulled a blanket out from behind her back.
It was a beautiful blanket in itself. White, soft canvasy feeling linencovered in pictures. It was wider than it was long, making it more to wrap around than to sleep under. Each bottom corner had a blue fairy surrounded in silver glitter dust, faceing inwards. After each fairy, heading towards the center of the bottom of the blanket was a yellow star, a golden cresant moon between them, also bordered by glitter dust, but blue/green instead of silver. Above each of these five figures were two, blue, words, one on top of the other, making up two sentances when read acrossed. 'Follow Your Dreams My Child. Your Heart Shall Guide You.' Under each sentances was a sparkleing line of silver.
Above the sentances, to the right was a picture containg a path, castle, lake, village, forest, and house. Acorssed from this, on the far left were the words 'Never Let Fear Hold You Back. For There Is Nothing To Fear But Fear Itself.'. Towards the center of the blanket was a golden, silohette of sa roaring lion, rearing on it's hind legs, golden glitter dust all around it. Above the lion was a rectangular pacth surrounded by lace, the words "Princess Ebbie's Sotry Time Blanket' plus a heat, all in red thread towards the center of the patch.
In the top corners of the blanket was a single cloud each, and then inbetween these was a cloud going all the way off the edge of the blanket the words 'Once Upon A Time, Long, Long, Ago...' inside in silver. Each cloud was full of white glitter dust, as well as bits of silver.
The kind woman wrpped the blanket around her small, gapeing child with a smile before begining their story for the night. "Once upon a time there was a..."
"And they all lived happily ever after." The woman finished the story, having read every single word of it. She tucked her daughter into bed, placing a loveing kiss on the child's forehead and ruffling her hair. "Good night my sweet, dear little Ebbie." The child smiled, kissed her mother's nose and snuggled down into her covers, hugging onto her new blanket. "I love you more than the stars above my darling."
"Nigh nigh Mama, I love you more dan da biggest cherwy pie in da whole world!"" The child's eyes closed as her mother gave a chuckle and left, closeing the door, and turning othe light, a small dazzleing night light still brightly lit nearby.A sile grazed the child's face as she fell into a magnificent dream world, hugging her story time blanket close.
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