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Lucky Rabbit Chapter Five: Lucky InsightRise of the Guardians
Chapter Five: Lucky Insight
The humanoid Japanese Bobtail bounded hard, past the growing plains and the soon to blossom spring flowers. She hit the ground hard, fleeing as her nose picked up the telltale signs of a troll.
Or from the reek of it, maybe more. She had just left Bergess and was stunned to see how close that the trolls were at to the townspeople. She had heard whispers of pain and anguish as beloved pets were going missing. Faustine was furious, both at the trolls and herself.
“What good am I if my luck can’t protect them?” She berated. She paced angrily close to Jack’s pond. “Stupid, stupid! I need to gather more luck. I need to do something spectacular, wondrous, joyful!”
She sat on her haunches, glowering. “But my home is still growing.. Augh! No, the people and animals come first! It’ll be fine for now. Not like I have any reason to expand it.”
She looked around sudden
Lucky Rabbit Chapter Four: Lucky StrikeRise of the Guardians
Chapter Four: Lucky Strike
Faustine was so excited. Her home was finally finished and while the grass still had to fill out, she was absolutely delighted. She looked into each, already decorated room with glee. It was fashioned a lot after her parents’ home but over time, she’d be able to personalize it better.
Her favorite room, however, was her bedroom. It was massive, with big, wide windows that brought in a great amount of light, all focused on the massive cat bed, complete with a just as massive pillow and a soft, wooly blanket. She took her time kneading on it with delight, purring loudly. It was the best thing for her but what bothered her slightly was that it was a little too big.
“Made for two,” She hunched down sadly in her front yard. She had decorated her opening and path with the various Easter eggs she ‘found’, all of them hollowed out and carefully preserved with its outer beauty.
Lucky Rabbit Chapter Three: Lucky SpotRise of the Guardians
Chapter Three: Lucky Spot
She was dreaming, caught in a beautiful vision. She saw her home, a magnificent looking cat scratcher with many windows and a two-door front entrance. It was lively and full of noise, between meows and thumping. She giggled to herself in her sleep, still sprawled out.
“How long does she sleep for?” Bunny should’ve been kicking himself for even watching her sleep. But she just seemed so damn relaxed, he vainly wished he could do that. All a rabbit could do is partially sleep, after all, you never know where your hunter would be.
Even though he was six feet tall. Ever since he was young, and he was told horrific stories about those that hunted rabbits, he’d always been a little unsure of other various creatures.
A cat being one of them. And he had one that seemed to have a crush on him. He didn’t know exactly what to do. She literally shut down when he turned her down. He didn’t
Lucky Rabbit Chapter Two: Lucky VisitRise of the Guardians
Chapter Two: Lucky Visit
She was quietly sneaking out of her bedroom window, claws out to grasp the just so far out of her reach tree limb as she stuck out her tongue in heavy concentration. She almost had it when her father shouted below her.
“Faustine! If you’re heading out to make your home, how about some breakfast first?!”
She shrieked and tumbled down the tree trunk, claws leaving deep gouges as she landed hard on her back feet.
“You know what they say, a cat always lands on their feet,” Her father said cheerfully. She glowered at the tree as she rudely mimicked her father before stomping back into the backroom that lead to the kitchen.
“Dad, I just want to go, if I stay here, Mom will…”
“I spent all night but I have made up a list!” Anabella said dramatically. She let go of the roll of paper and it rolled right on by Faustine and right out the backdoor.
“I hope it&
Jack Frost flew into North's workshop. He sighed after a long night of making winter in parts of the world, bringing joy and fun to the children, he never realized how much work it was being a Guardian. Yawning, he laid down in the guest room that North gladly let him stay when he needed a break. Usually he didn't sleep much, but today was a particularly long day. He collapsed on the big bed, which was extra soft and made him feel like he was sleeping on a cloud. He dropped his staff next to the bed and snuggled with the pillows with a sigh of relief.
While the teenage winter spirit slept, Bunny was hoping to play a prank on him after making it snow in his warren. Sure, Jack was a great Guardian, but the boy could be such a nuisance when it came to making it snow on Easter to freezing his flowers or eggs in the warren.
He picked up a powder and sprinkled it on the sleeping teen. He chuckled lightly. He watched as a pair of white cat ears sprouted out of
Darker Than Dark Chapter 8: Caring?
*So Sophie might be at the lake. That's gotta be it. I change my direction, aiming my body toward the frozen pond of my memories. It was once Jack's home.. and my deathbed.. It had now become my home as well... I ride the wind, awaiting the return to my true grave.*
It's dark, I can hardly see. Would Sophie really be out this late? It's unlike her. Usually, she returns home as the sun begins its slumber. She wouldn't leave mom alone this late. The street lights reflect upon various corks of white, but it's still dark enough to hardly see in the forest, especially with the moon covered. The pond enters my view. Still no sign of Sophie, where could see be... Maybe there really was an accident. Landing, I find myself faced with an unrealized mystery... I gaze out on to the frozen world as my feet feel winter's touch. What is that... My eyes scan the open area. Colors... and black dust... I move closer causiously, drawing my weapon of choice, my chain... Black dust means nightm
Darker Than Dark Chapter 6: Forgiveness
*“Best we can do is try his favorite spots. Then, split up to search if we don’t find him.” Everyone nods at my idea. We begin to walk slowly into town, hoping to run into Jamie. I feel a cold chill down my spine. I look behind me with the feeling we were being watched. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black figure race by! A nightmare?! I turn quickly to look. Nothing is there…
“North? What is it?” Tooth looks back at me. I stare into the woods, but there is no movement.
“No, is nothing. Let’s move on!” I smile. They all turn back and march forward. I look back, following them. Pitch is dead. His body faded by the time we got back to his lair. Therefore, nightmares roam free. It is their natural course and a balance for Sandy’s dreams, nothing to worry about. Yes, Pitch is dead…*
"The park would be an ideal place, or maybe his house. That's about all I got on him, mate. Only two places I would normally h
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