I am married!! Hard to believe... 20 and married... I love anime although i can't remember all the names of some i've watched... Any personal questions ask me :D
Here's a little story I made a cpl years back... I thought I lost it but a friend of mine had a copy of it... Hope you guys like it!!! xD
THE TRUE STORY OF TIGGER AND ROO
Bouncing away from the body, the black and orange stripped animal vanishes into the night with the sound of shuffling footsteps not too far from his position.
As the groundhog approaches what looks like a body of a rabbit, the groundhog turns towards the forrest and ran to get help.
Two hours later, the groundhog, Pooh Bear, Piglet, and Kanga went to the place where the groundhog saw the body. As they approached the spot, they notice that it's not only a body of a rabbit, it's Rabbit himself.
"Oh d-d-d-dear, who could've done this?" asks Piglet.
"Oh, my, my, my...... Tsk, tsk, tsk...," sighs Pooh Bear.
"I found 'dis here body umm... here last night," says the hyped up groundhog.
"Okay, first we'll have to clean up this blood everywhere. Then we'll need to get Rabbit's body to Christopher's house. Maybe Christopher's mom can sew up that hole in his chest and put his head back on him," says Kanga.
'Groowwwlllll' says Pooh Bears stomach.
"Oh, my my my. There's a bee hive around here somewhere....," says Pooh.
"Yes dear, there's one on the way to Christopher Robins house," remarks Kanga, "Now come along children, help me with Mr. Rabbit. Pooh dear, grab Mr. Rabbit's head please."
"Oh, d-d-d-dear. I'll run b-back to the forest and tell everyone of what's happened!!" says the frightened Piglet.
"No time to worry about that!!" screams Roo from out of nowhere.
"Oh my," chuckles Pooh, "Where ever did you come from?"
"You will not believe what just happened to me just now!!" cries Roo.
"What did you- Is that blood on you Roo?" asks Kanga looking worried.
"Yes mama," replies Roo, "I just ran into Owl laying on the ground, right? Well, he was laying in some red fluid and I thought he was playing a game, so I joined him right?? And it turned out to be blood!!"
"Oh d-d-d-dear, if Owls dead then we'll never know who k-k-ki-ki... m-murdered Rabbit." stutters Piglet.
"We need to hurry up and get to Christopher Robins so he can help us look for the others," says the worried Kanga.
So Pooh Bear, Kanga, Piglet, Roo, and the groundhog set off for Christopher Robins house at the edge of the forest. Halfway through their journey Roo and the groundhog decide to take a shortcut and see if Tigger is at his treehouse or not.
Arriving at Christopher Robins, the group finds Tigger bouncing around the bloody body of Christopher Robins.
"My my my, Christopher is out of honey...," says Pooh Bear checking the cupboards.
"What are you guys doing here?" asks Tigger woo-hooing over Christopher's dead body.
"Oh d-d-d-dear, Christopher Robins has been m-m-murdered!!" cries Piglet hiding behind Kanga.
"Oh my, what has happened?" asks Kanga.
Just the Roo comes hopping out of the woods at a very fast pace.
"You'll never guess what has happened again!!" cries Roo.
"Whatever has happened now my dear?" asks Kanga.
"Me and Mr. Groundhog were walking here right? Since Tigger wasn't home, we went through the woods because Mr. Groundhog said he knew a shortcut right??" says the overly excited Roo, "And he tripped over a branch and fell in a hole, and it snapped his head clear off his body!!"
"Sho.., Chwistofer Wobins can you mmm...... help us mmm......" asks Pooh with a mouthful of honey.
"Tigger what has happened here?" asks Kanga.
"That'sch what I would like to know!" demands Tigger bouncing around Christopher's body.
"What's t-t-this?" Piglet asks as he pulled Eeyore's tail out of the back of Christopher Robins head.
"Oh my! Eeyore's tail!! How could he have done such a thing?" cries Kanga.
"Don't mind me," says Eeyore coming in behind them, "Nobody else does anyways."
"Join ush for some honey Eeyore?" Pooh Bear asks.
"I saw the whoole thing," Eeyore says.
Just then Tigger stops bouncing and Roo stops crying and they just turn and look at Eeyore with deadly eyes.
"W-what d-d-d-did you see Eeyore?" asks Piglet.
"Yeah, just what did you see Eeyore??" asks Roo with a scorn.
"Wooo hooo hooo.... come on old buddy let'sch go outside to talk," Tigger tells Eeyore.
As Tigger leads Eeyore away from Christopher Robins room, Roo sneaks up behind Piglet while nobody was looking and, SNAP!!, cracks Piglets little neck.
"Mama!! Piglet just fell unconscious!!" Roo cries.
Kanga makes her way to Piglet while Roo makes his way to Pooh Bear.
"Oh Piglet wake up...," Kanga says starting to cry.
"I bet you like that honey don't you Pooh?" Roo asks in a whisper.
"Mmm... I shure... mmm.... do!!" says Pooh Bear.
Just then Roo takes Pooh by the collar of his shirt and sticks his head in a jar full of honey. Roo starts choking him with his little paws while letting the honey do the rest.
"Mama!!! Pooh Bear drowned in his honey!!" cries little Roo.
"Oh no, Pooh!!" cries Kanga at her knees.
"What do you want Tigger?" asks Eeyore.
"Jusch to schay goodbye old buddy," Tigger says.
Tigger then bounced onto Eeyore with his tail around Eeyore's neck.
"I bet you didn't scheee that did you? Woo hooo hoo hoo!!" asks Tigger.
"Yes, my life is over..." Eeyore says as he's being choked to death.
"Scho what'd I missch?" Tigger asks as he bounces into Christopher Robins room.
"Oh Tigger thank god you and Eeyore are okay!! ....Where's Eeyore?" asks Kanga.
"I killed him, woo hoo hoo hoo!!!" Tigger cries out with glee, "Juscht like I killed all the others!!"
"Whatever, I killed all of them!!" Roo cried out.
"Ohhh...." Kanga moans as she falls unconscious.
After Kanga hit the ground, Tigger and Roo leap at each other with the nearest weapon they could find. For Roo, he grabbed Eeyore's tail, Tigger grabbed a jar of honey.
Neither Tigger or Roo saw the wrecking ball coming at them out the window, now the both of them and all the other little animals lay there squished together.
Kanga just smiles to herself as she finishes off her evil son and that evil tiger from the seat of the crane.
A little teaser of my story I'm writing xD
Walking away from the body, the man in black slung the rifle over his shoulder. He vanishes into the night with the sounds of police sirens in the distance.
Thermite was always a professional killer, but this time he killed two more innocent people. His objective was to kill Amedus T. Jones. Thermite's reward for the job was larger than usual, one hundred million dollars. Cash, of course, was the only way he accepted his payments. The payment was half when he was hired and half when he completes the objective.
Thermite would assure them his prey was dead, because he cut Jones's left hand middle finger off, that has a ring with a Nazi symbol on it. The people that hired him were concerned that if he didn't bring back proof they would put a bullet in his wife and kid.
As Thermite drove leisurously home in his 1984 Toyota Celica, rebuilt chevy smallblock, it was considered ancient with the new 2045 models, he dialed Silver's number and scheduled an appointment for the following day. If his name really was Silver indeed, which he suspected was just a code name because he was one of the biggest drug dealers in town, and one of the last two ganglords left, as to why he needed a professional killer was beyond Thermites comprehension.
Thermite just wanted to be next to his wife and child and to make sure nothing happened to them. He also needed to call a friend, preferrably Bum, to help him with his next mission. Bum never had a real name, whenever him and Thermite were kids, other kids picked on Bum because he was homeless and teachers didn't even know what to make of him. Some people say Bum was made in a lab, a test-tube baby, because he's smarter than most other people his age and has more athletical abilities than most people. That though, they hope, is just a rumor.
Bum has helped Thermite on a number of occasions and Bum's brother, or I should say adoptive brother, Klm aka 'Lee' has knowledge about computers that helped them a number of times. This late at night he knew Bum went to bed early because he always took Sunday nights off.
Thermite couldn't stop thinking about the two people he'd shot in that vehicle. The vehicle looked familiar but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Thermite had to kill the two witnesses though, he didn't dare expose his identity to some strangers. He was a professional, not some amateur trying to make a name for himself. That was sloppy, but every once in a while you do make mistakes. Thermite made a mental note to himself to visit to their funerals and pay his respects in prayer.
If I'm crying at your funeral, then I'm laughing too hard. If you're crying at my funeral, then you're dead.
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