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Rise of the Guardians Fanfic #5 The Trouble with Time Chapter 5 Jack. Yes! Eighteen weeks done! I can run, fly, use my powers, and do things without Bunny nearly having a heart attack. Seriously, that was embarassing! Bad enough I was this tiny, helpless, talking baby, but I had to be cared for by the person I had given the hardest time. Although, I'm not gonna lie, Bunny did a good job. He could've assaulted me with teases and jokes. But he didn't. It was very trippy going through every year of my first life again. Since getting my memories back, I've had flashbacks to my younger years. But I've always been the big brother. I've neve

Jack Frost couldn't sleep.  It had been over a week since the Guardians had defeated Pitch, but Pitch was known to be a sore loser and Jack had been suffering because of it.  Terror filled his mind, dreams turned to nightmares.  But he refused to tell anyone because he knew that they would make a fuss over it and that was the last thing he wanted.  North would probably try to be fatherly, Tooth would be motherly, Sandy would try to give him good dreams and Bunnymund probably wouldn't care.  Jack hated it when people fussed over him, so that's why he was lying in bed now, fearing the moment when he would fall asleep. The minutes turned into h

"Explain to me again," North said, studying Jack, "How did this happen?" The winter spirit sighed as he leaned on his staff. "Like I said the last twenty times, I can't, because I really don't know what happened." "That's a bloody lie!" They both looked at the small, fluffy, bluish grey rabbit sitting on North's desk, glaring up the boy. "You know exactly what happened ya bludger now change me back!" "Look Bunny, I really don't know what or how it happened, and I definantly don't know how to fix it. On the bright side," Jack said, a smirk forming, "You look like a bunny now. A sweet, adorable little bunny." Bunny's eye twitched, and he

Prologue (One Year Later) July 1st ….. 'It's been over a year now. Personally I never really saw what the big hype was all about.' The green eyed raven thought as he flew through the rain and trees.'He had nearly overthrown the Guardians. In my opinion, nearly isn't good enough. If you're gonna do something, do it right.' He thought as he perched on a branch, looking down into a dark hole. 'Nevertheless, he came the closest and honestly I'm gonna need all the help I can get.' He thought as he dove down into the hole. 'After his banishment, some say he just withered and died. But I know the truth. I know the coward is still skulkin

Summary: Rise of the Guardians. A set of "first" moments in the life of Jack Frost.  His first meeting with the Easter Bunny, his first gift from North (Santa), his first real friend (Katherine), etc.  Slight one-sided slash suggested) *** "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind..." - Shakespeare Ch 1: Playmate Ok, so maybe Jack had gotten a little carried away the first time he met E. Aster Bunnymund (apparently known as Bunny to his comrades).  He'd meant to catch the rabbit's attention, only... it got out of hand.  Yep, a blizzard on Easter Sunday.  The rabbit had been furious

Danny was not planning on having a good day that Monday morning. Once again, there was school, and once again, his parents had kept him up with the racket in their laboratory. It had been that way for several weeks, now. Since they began, neither Danny nor Jazz were allowed in the basement, although there was no doubt his sister would never set foot in there anyhow; since she had turned thirteen three years earlier, she had considered her parents to be crazy, and had begun to try and find different ways to convince them of letting their ghost hunting obsessions go. Which was always easier than done. Brrrrooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmm!!

Danny was awoken by that same annoying ghost for the fifth time that week and he had had it. "Oh thats it, you're going down buddy!" He growled as he went ghost while sitting up in bed and chased the figment out of his room intangibly through the floor. It was a fast little spectre, but Danny was not letting it get away to wake him up again tomorrow. It headed throught the kitchen and towards the basement... "Oh no you dont! You do NOT get to go back to the ghost zone THAT easily!" He said as it whizzed down the stairs. Danny hit the button next to the door. It was a new remote portal closing button in case of emergency. He heard the dista

Wooah! ----- The early evening was cool with a gentle breeze. Water dripped from trees and clung to the grass. It had rained for most of the day and the night before and although their shoes were heavy with mud and their socks squelched as they walked, it was nice to finally be outside. Tintin and Captain Haddock had left the Professor in the garden and were now heading towards the meadow. Snowy tore out in front of them like a furry zigzagging rocket, chasing something or other and getting his feet tangled in the knee-high grass. The Captain grinned as Snowy tumbled head-over-paws for what must have been the eleventh time that day. It nev

     Sighing contently Adam began to pack his books into his bag. Yet another stress-free day as Mr. Elderman, he was almost dreading to come back to school as Mr. Young again. His thoughts were interrupted when his favourite idiot approached him.      Hoisting his slender body up to sit on the desk said idiot began to speak, "Mr. Elderman,"      Quickly trying to interject while the boy adjusted himself until he was comfortable enough to speak again, "Derby, If I've told you once I've told you a million times, I'm not Mr.-"      Ignoring hi

Hello everyone! Generator Rex is one of my new favorite cartoons, so I just had to write something for it, and of course, when I become a fan of something, I end up sinking my claws into it and twisting it into some unholy messed-up story (I am deranged for a reason). From what I've researched about the series, the nanite explosion happened five years before the first episode and if I recall correctly, there's been no mention of when Rex actually joined Providence, so with the use of my creative license and at the same time drawing a little bit of inspiration from the comic series this cartoon is based after (a comic series I've only read a s

Another day, his team wasn't doing very well. Alice's condition seemed to vary, one minute she would be limp in bed panting, feeling the pain of another one of her organs shutting own, the next she's sitting up and looking as thou she did not belong there. This disease... Whatever it is, was the most annoying thing he came across. Then again, maybe it wasn't. Whistling, House graced his way into the hospitals cafeteria, his stomach running on empty. His eyes scanned, humming the last bits of 'Singing in the rain' when he spotted his party. Wilson sat alone, as always, and what a sweet friend, he had a full plate of food! He bet Wilson woul

     Back at Home When I stepped into the mini-van my parents bought while I was at the nut house, I felt as if I was leaving something important behind. But when it was time for me to go I joked a bit with Squirrel, gave Martha a hug, and waved good-bye to Juliet. The car ride home was an interesting one. I did end up asking my parents to stop by a Hallmark Card store so I could get Allie a Valentines Day card. When we got there I ended up getting a blank one on the inside but on the cover it said ‘I’m sorry I haven’t talked to you in a while, but happy Valentines Day!’ When I got in the car I asked my dad for a pen. I

RING..... RING..... RING..... RING..... RING..... And the phone rang on in the Echizen house. Nanjiro Echizen yawned as he sat leisurly reading the paper as his wife did the breakfast dishes. Entering the room, his neice asked, "Do you guys want me to get that?" "Nah, just let the machine get it. It's probably just Ryoma's captain calling to make sure he's up and gets to that practice match against St Ruboff or Rudolph or whatever. He left  an hour ago so its pointless to answer." Nanjiro replied. "Well alright," Nanako replied walkin gover to help her aunt put the dishes away. Just then the answering machine picked up. "hey htis is

Sasori often wondered what exactly Deidara was doing in the Akatsuki. It wasn’t that he thought Deidara wasn’t good enough, no, Sasori had grudgingly admitted that Deidara was, at the very least, able to handle himself. And it wasn’t that Deidara wasn’t crazy enough either, Sasori knew for a fact that the kid was a real monster when he got carried away. It was just…despite everything, Deidara seemed so innocent and childish. He was funny and charismatic, unlike the other members of the organization who were sullen and only spoke if it was absolutely necessary. Sasori could easily see Deidara as ‘the most popular

I never really found out who they were. Sure, I saw them, talked to them. They let me out of my cage, even. Not in the metaphorical way, either. They saved my life when they found the Institute. Every day of my life, I'd pushed on, never really knowing what was coming next, but hoping that someday I would be strong enough to get through to the end. There was no way I was going to let the scientists take me down. Even if I had to cut off my wings to do it. Well, maybe not. My wings are my life. Some people feel about people like that, but whatever. I don't have anybody to care about right now. Those six, though, they cared about each other.

"Tyyyykiii-pooonnn~." This was the first thing Tyki heard the morning of the vacation/road trip. As if things weren't bad enough but THIS is what he awoke to; his DAMN pet name. "Go awayyy..." Tyki hissed, pulling a pillow over his head. "We still have a while before we have to go..." "Ah, I know. But you know what they say, 'the early Noah kills the exorcist~! Ha, ha." Oh god. Only ONE person would come up with something THAT epically corny. "Go AWAY, Sherrill." Tyki rolled over. Sherrill jumped on Tyki. "Get uppp..." Tyki jolted up and pushed Sherrill off of him. "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM." "But, if I recall, you haven't packed

James T. Kirk drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair impatiently. His beloved ship, in which he normally could find no fault… was moving too slow. “Can we speed it up a little, Sulu?” he demanded. “No Captain,” the helmsman replied, “Mr. Scott has forbidden it. After that run in with the Klingons…” Jim sighed. He remembered. The Klingons had given the Enterprise a run for her money, but they had miraculously managed to escape in one piece. Well, in piece enough to return to Earth for some repairs. In reality, Jim really wanted to return to Earth for a personal reason. In Terran terms, the day wa

(i didn't use spell chack so be prepared to not understand a word i'm saying) 1. take georg's hair straightener 2. call georv a perv face durring an interview 3. switch tom and bills wardrobe 4. call tom "princess" 5. call bill "the poster girl" 6. say georg is "fierce!"  (lol christion seriono or however u spell his name) 7. tell gustav hes "omg wtf adorable!!!!! hehehe" (imagine a prep saying that) 8. tell bill to cut his hair just a bit shorter, eat lots of cake, get smart, and sit funny....then call him L and say hes dead!!!! (L I MISS U!!!!!) 9. put purple hair die in georgs shampo 10. dump a gallon of "no more tears detangler"

“Here In Your Arms” Maka sighed as she looked out the window at the rain. She was still going over the days’ events in her head, most importantly the fight she had had with Soul. Sure the two had fought before but nothing to the extent where she had packed up her bags and walked out on him. Now she resided in a house with Tsubaki and Black Star, whenever she was in need Tsubaki was always there for her; just like now. “Maka, would you like something to eat?” cam the soft voice of her friend. Turning her head around she responded, “No thank you, I already had dinner.” “Well then, there’s an extr

Pressed against your neck in a gentle embrace, My thirst arises like a beast inside me, I can feel your veins pulsing against my lips, Your lifeblood flowing inside them, just out of reach. I pull back, slowly, to gaze into your eyes, And smile, for I know how mine must appear, Black as coal, but you do not flinch, nor look away, Nor do you show any slight sign of fear. My hands slide up, your cheeks fitting into my palms, As if they were made especially for me to hold, My mouth presses tenderly against yours, And I apologise silently for my eternal cold. I feel your fingers, entertwining lustfully with my hair, As I fight my ow