It was a beautiful morning in Hillwood as Arnold and Gerald were walking to school, Arnold happen to catch a glimpse of a lot they passed by and saw construction going on.
"Oh no, it's time for the Cheese Fair already?!" Arnold exclaimed.
"What's so wrong with that? Besides, I think we both know who you have in mind to take to this tonight." Gerald teased raising his eyebrows up and down.
"That's exactly the problem Gerald." Arnold said as he continued walking to school.
"What do you mean, man, what problem?" Gerald asked curiously.
"(sigh) Well, ever since we got back from the jungle, Helga has been....really hesitant in being public with our relationship." Arnold explained.
"She shouldn't have to be, she's shy about it, yeah, but everybody already knows she could beat any one of them up if they make fun of you guys." Gerald said hitting his fist into his other hand.
"Yeah, I'll try to convince her to go later, hopefully she'll come around to it." Arnold said as he and Gerald e
EG Watches Death Battle: PrologueThe day began with Twilight getting out of bed, stretching as she yawn-
“Hey wait a minute, why are we doing this now?” Pinkie asked, the rest of the fanfic grinding to a halt.
What? Pinkie what are you-?
“The fans have been asking for the next chapter of Ponies Watch Red vs Blue for months. Shouldn’t you be getting back to that?”
And I will, but right now I just want to get this ball rolling.
“Is that really smart? You’ve got so many other projects in the works, and you’re not good at multitasking.”
LOOK, LAST YEAR I TOLD THEM THAT THIS SERIES WOULD START IN 2017, AND NOW THE YEAR’S ALMOST OVER! CAN I AT LEAST KEEP ONE PROMISE TO MY FANS!?
“Ok, Ok, sorry! Didn’t mean to push the button!”
No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped, it’s just… I just constantly overestimate my abilities, and I hate having it thrown in my face, that’s all.
Friday at Home (The Loud House)Friday Afternoon, the time when kids can finally relax from school work and have fun. Lincoln Loud didn’t have time to relax yet, though. He had an issue to resolve. The cotton-headed kid too worried while walking. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe he was making a big deal about nothing. But he simply couldn’t ignore it.
All started that morning, Lincoln thought on playing a little prank to his girlfriend…good friend, Ronnie Anne. Nothing too complicated, just a pie to the face. He was able to infiltrate into her locker. And with some advice from her prankster sister, he installed the mechanism inside.
“I know I’ll earn a punch in my arm, but at the end we both will laugh.” The boy explained.
“…I hope” He added. So after preparing everything he hid in a corner and waited…and waited. All morning he waited, but the girl didn’t get near her locker. They youngster began to worry.
“What if Ronnie Anne found out about the pran
A Lazy Morning
In life, there were few things that satisfied people more than simply having a good night's sleep. And this morning, that was exactly what Sunset Shimmer felt like she'd just had. Slowly, her eyes began to creep open, and the warmth of her room, and especially her bed, were made very apparent to her. The sheets and mattress were soft and comfortable, and the whole thing just gave her a sense of contentment and relaxation. Sunlight began to steadily pour in through the gaps in her bedroom curtain, and the entire room felt as though some unseen force had seen fit to make it as inviting an image as was humanly possible. Naturally, this pleased the former unicorn, and a small smile crept onto her lips, as she opened her mouth and let out a yawn, followed shortly afterwards by a much-needed stretch. But, after letting out a sigh from said stretch, she reached out with one arm, ready to gently place her hand upon the one she knew she'd shared the night with, only to instead find that hand re
It was warm in the village today, as the bright sun high above was relentless in its job. Many in the place were unbothered by it, however, and simply went about their day. There were smiles abound, and everywhere one looked, there appeared to be an upbeat mood at the moment. Of particular note was a trio of ponies that now sat around a table just outside the local bakery. Double Diamond, Night Glider and Party Favour were all gathered together, looking eager in anticipation of something, with Party especially keeping his eyes upon the door of the aforementioned bakery. It seemed as though their patience was soon to be rewarded, as that door now swung open, revealing a fourth pony, Sugar Belle, who was using her magic to levitate a plate of delicious-looking small cakes to her colleagues. Many of the assembled ponies licked their lips at the sight of it, and as soon as it was close enough, they tucked in. With the cakes being fairly small, it took no time whatsoever for them to be eate
Hello everyone. Some of my friends have told me it wold be healthy to write about how I feel. To vent in a way. So this fanfiction is very serious. And really depressing. Yes, everything that Izzy feels, I have felt personally. I just wanted to try and see if writing will be, therapeutic in a way. Alright, let's do this.
Izzy is depressed.
A few years ago, I had an epiphany about myself. My sense of humor, my eccentric behavior, all my quirks and mannerisms that I valued so much, that I felt were just apart of me.
Annoyed the living hell out of everyone.
I picked up on the mannerisms. On all of the eye rolling. it began with few people, but then I began to see everyone. That's when the worry and stress set in. I genuinely like these guys. They're my buddies! The last thing I wanted to do was just be annoying. I wanted to be a light of sorts, someone who could bring something light-hearted in all of the drama.
But Izzy has failed that mission. She knows she just annoys everyone
Love Poem"Just leave me alone!" Jasmine growled as she stormed away. The girl was having that special time of month, and this one was especially painful.
"I'm trying to help you!" Shawn followed her, "I hate seeing you upset. Plus, if you're so unhappy and zom-"
"Enough with the zombies!" the Australian snapped before going in her room and slamming the door.
"Gosh. Jasmine is really upset." Shawn scratched his arm, "And I really want to help her. But how? I barely know anything about women!"
The boy began to think when an idea hit him. or rather, an idea of where to get information from.
"The internet! Of course. That's where I get a huge amount of zombie Intel from. So its gotta have something about girls!"
With that Shawn began his mission to find a way to help Jasmine feel better. He looked all over the internet until he could find a way that couldn't end in zombie infection. After all, chocolates and flowers could be laced with disease. Finally, he found a suitable option.
"A love poem! Tha
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