Nicky's Attempt, Chapter 6 It was wintertime. Not the happy holiday part of winter and not the heart of the biting frost either. Ollie had been born just when the frost peeled back enough to give the hint that nature should be waking up. That day came this year like all those before it and yet completely different. This time he brought the flowers Rod had gotten. This time he was not alone.Nicky's Attempt, Chapter 6 by ~DancesWithDeath
Rod and Nicky walked in silence to the Rolling Hills graveyard. Rod, being new at dealing with the dead, decided to just follow Nicky's lead. He hadn't said anything since they left, seeming to be deep in thought. Rod was carrying the bouquet, the red carnations he had gotte
Nicky's Attempt, Chapter 5 The next morning, Nicky grumbled and rolled out of bed. He had the entire day with Rod, but that didn't mean that he enjoyed getting up any more than usual. He pulled on some fresh-er clothes and went into the other room. Rod was already up and making breakfast. As the tantalizing smell introduced itself to his nostrils, his eyes widened in amazement. "Are those… WAFFLES?!" Nicky exclaimed, now much more awake at the prospect of having Rod's legendary breakfast. Nicky liked them since they were amazing beyond belief and Rod favored them over other cooked breakfasts because they were a lot easier to clean up, it was a good compromise betNicky's Attempt, Chapter 5 by ~DancesWithDeath
Aftermath, The Eighth Chapter Rod looked around, wondering where the sudden warmth and sound had gone. He had felt something blissful just a moment before, and wanted it back. Badly. He began, more like forced, himself up towards the surface, seeing none in sight, but going towards where he thought the warmth had retreated to. Rod called out his name, but to no avail, as the waters were too deep and ate his voice away into silence.Aftermath, The Eighth Chapter by ~DancesWithDeath
Ricky looked around the town below him, letting out a singly hmp that might have been the beginning of a laugh. Sure, it had rained, and his hair was soaked, but it didn't matter as he stood, body behind him quietly as he asked again. "Are you
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter Four John managed to drag Karkat back up the hill and into the small cave they turned into a makeshift shelter. He deposited his Matesprit on the small pile of blankets they had and looked over him worriedly. "Thank god," He exhaled the breath he had been holding when he saw Karkat's chest moving slowly up and down. The fire was dimming, barely crackling. John took off his jacket and shirt and threw them over Karkat. He knew it wasn't a lot, but it was better than nothing. Hurriedly he built back up the fire and left to search for rocks. There was a survival show he saw once that recommended heating rocks up and burying them in the sand to keep thWings of a Worthless God Chapter Four by *Tien13
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“You're only as tall as your heart will let you be, and you're only as small, as the world will make you seem.” ♥
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