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PW: Turnabout Regrets
February 28, 11:46 AM
Wright & Co. Law Offices
Phoenix Wright stared glumly at his lunch. He wondered if it could even be called that, with its limp noodles and suspicious dark items floating around in the broth. He sighed and absentmindedly stirred the "ramen" as he surveyed the office. It was the messiest he had ever seen, and that was including that time after Mia Fey's murder. It's not like I can help it, he thought, consoling himself, it's all because of Maya's organizational...attempt. Maya Fey had left early that morning to refine her spiritual power, and had left the defense attorney a "present". She had left a bright Steel Samurai post-it on the shelving, which read: "Hey Nick!! I'm off to train more~! >_
So he had tried to find it. He didn't think it would be that hard...Or that destructive to his office. Now there were loose papers strewn just about everywhere, and they spread over the entire floor. Phoenix had almost fallen about six times now, three of those
Sonic Heroes Sonic Heroes
My life is filled completely with lies. When I am at school, all I ever hear is that I have a computer that I talk to, not to mention that it talks back to me, a portal between worlds in my closet, I have a character from a game that lives with me, and a lot of junk like that. However, my computer is the old one that I only have every other month, and that's because my mom got a new computer downstairs. So I have to trade off with my sister. The only portal between worlds in my closet is the lands of a clean room, and the world of falling crap. I even suspect I have mice living in there. And the stuff about the character from a game, well, it is true, but it is not true. I am infatuated with a character from all the Sonic games, and his name is Tails. He is a yellow fox with two tails that can fly. I simply imagine he follows me around everywhere, in his X Tornado when I am in
Sonic Heroes part 2Sonic and his buddies watched Alicia destroy the robot. Sonic had to stop himself from helping, and so did the others. They knew Alicia wanted to do it alone. Sonic felt the tears swim in front of his eyes. He loved Tails like a little brother, since the day he had found him abandoned, to now. Trickles squeezed down his face.
Knuckles felt his tears slipping in front of his eyes. Tails was the one that held the band together, one that made them laugh, helped them along the journey, but he was gone.
Kylee broke down on the road, sobbing her heart out. How could they survive without Tails? He was the best, a best friend, the best fox ever. She knew Alicia was good, but she would be withdrawn, unable to move. What would become of them?
I had defeated the bomb part in an instant and was making for the Egg Hawk. Eggman was starting to speed up, starting to get away. I couldn't let him do that. I wouldn't let him do that! I put on a sudden burst of speed and rammed the Hawk. "THIS IS FOR
New Story part 1The rain. James hadn't been thinking of the rain. It poured into gutters, streamed into the streets, and made James into a very soddy and disgruntled teenager. He shook himself as a dog would.
"Mom, explain to me why I am here in this pathetic town not even on maps, when I could be home discovering the meaning of life." Not that he was going to though, he told himself, he just could.
His mother shook her brunette head and began the difficult task of locking the car with her right hand while keeping rain off her old King Henry XIII painting. Finally managing the car, she straightened herself out and sighed, clearly tired of the conversation. "James, I've told you, we're here because you need something to keep you busy this summer," when James opened his mouth to protest, she said hurriedly, "video games are not acceptable. Look, you needed a summer job, and this is the best place you could be."
James studied his mother. She was so different in him in attitude. Mrs. Lawrence w
Amy story for BanditdorianIt had all started when Amy had first met Sonic.
What was there not to like? He was cute, with blue spikes cascading down his back and a confident smile always on his face.
Back when Amy still had her Tarot cards, her planet was attacked by Eggman. But, like a blue streak of hope, Sonic had speeded in to the rescue.
That was when pink haired Amy Rose the Hedgehog decided Sonic was her hero, and the only way to repay him was to marry him, because she was sure he liked her. It had to be that! Why else would Sonic run away from her at every turn? Some might say it was for the reason that Sonic was not interested in her, but Amy wasn't convinced.
She had started to chase after the blue blur, dreaming of the day he would start chasing her. Of course, she never caught up, but at least this way she was able to catch a glimpse of him.
This all went along as peacefully a
Snowboarding [Hetalia: Prussia x Reader]"Are you sure about this, [Name]?"
For the first time ever, you could hear the concern in Gilbert's voice. He stared at you as he sat his butt down on the shingles of the roof where there wasn't a patch of snow. You two had decided for winter break that you would camp out in the woods in a small but cozy cabin, and you'd brought a good camera and of course, warm clothing plus your new snowboard.
You shot an angry look at your boyfriend. "Of course I'm sure! I'm not going to bring this equipment all this way to put it under my cabin bed!"
Remember, you were on the cabin's roof, where there was a nice, soft and fluffy layer of snow—and you were preparing to snowboard down the steep roof.
"[Name]…" Gilbert warned as you kicked off, snow flying up in whirls around you. Your board was cutting through that layer of snow, and as you prepared to turn a 360 in midair, something caught on your board. Some metal box sticking through the snow, which was lightly disguised with the powder—dammit! It
My history teacher is a country!Reader chapter 1You woke up to a dreadful and horrifying noise known as your alarm. Realising that it was a school day, you groan and hesitate to get out of bed, but do it anyway. The bed creaks as your bare feet touch the cold floor and even more so when you lift yourself up. Maybe you shouldn't of watched THAT many episodes of hetalia last night. Feet thudding on the floor, you get yourself ready.
You come down the stairs, still tired, and get some breakfast. Since the house is silent you hear the ticking of the clock on the wall. Looking up at it, you are going to be late, as usual.
" great. Another lecture from the head, probably"
rushing to finish, you pick up your bag and take a quick look in the mirror as you leave. Seeing your (H/L) , (H/C) hair, messy and covering over your (E/C) doesn't help increase your confidence going to school, let alone being late.
As you enter, the halls are eerily quiet and quite creepy, you think. Quickly rushing to your class, history, it seems as though you won't
Child! America x Reader: Heroes"(Y/n)!" You turned your head to see a wildly energetic second grader running toward you.
"Hey Alfie," you chimed. Every day you watched the young country after school until his brother got home. Most people would consider babysitting him a drag but after a full day of Senior classes, it was nice to play around with Alfred.
You grabbed America's small hand and led him to your car. By all means, the piece of crap should've been in a junkyard but you had bought it cheap and Alfred loved it.
America crawled in the backseat, excitedly chattering about his day. You vaguely caught the words "Ludwig" "Feliciano" and something about " a wurst vs burgers vs pasta deathmatch"
Well, you knew what happened to Alfred's lunch.
When he was all settled in, you turned around to face him. "Are you ready Batman?"
Alfred's face lit up and he barely managed to make a serious face. "I'm ready."
You started the car. "All systems are go. Turbines to speed."
The two of you shot up the road with Alfred screamin
America x Reader - Gives you Hell - Part 1
Today was going to be your very first world conference meeting you would ever attend.
When your boss first told you about this, you were a little light-headed and a bit nervous about it, but you've felt lucky that he chose you to represent them. You know, one in a million, right?
As you walk through the immense building filled with other rooms and through the awkward moments of you going into the wrong rooms, you finally found the right room. You opened the door slightly and took a peep inside, seeing that it was infiltrated with countries. All of a sudden, an unpleasant feeling filling up the void in your stomach, making you feels a bit sick.
'Ok! …Ok!O to the K. Woo! Yeah! Let's go inside ________! Let's go! C'mon! You can do it. ________!'
Your self-motivational thoughts weren't getting you anywhere. Your feet were practically glued to the ground and you couldn't move an inch.
"Ummm, excuse me..."
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date"So…"
You swirled the straw in your drink around awkwardly, watching the albino German across the table from you fidget with his shirt collar, grinning awkwardly.
"You're an engineer, huh? That's cool…" Your gaze flicked to your watch. 8:05. Only ten minutes left…
Gilbert shrugged, "I guess…" He looked at his phone. 8:06. 'Nine minutes to go… It would be so much better if she let me touch her boobs…' Gil thought, irritated.
"Well, uh…" you trailed off, not sure what to say next. 'This would be so much nicer if he would cuddle with me…' you thought sadly.
Gil looked at your glass, "Are you done with your drink?"
You nodded, "Yeah. And are you ready to go?"
"Ja. Let's get out of here, Frau." Gilbert pushed his chair back with an awful screech.
You flagged down a waiter for the bill and looked over at Gil but he seemed in no hurry to pay so you took out your wallet, handing your credit card over and giving the German your famous death stare.
"I uh… left my vallet at home." He trie
France X Reader X England: Think Twice
France X Reader X England: Think Twice
You walked to the conference with your boyfriend Arthur Kirkland happily; your
hand intertwined with his. It was a beautiful and peaceful morning and you had
gotten plenty of rest. You looked and dressed nice as always and took your
appropriate seat next to Arthur. The both of you made side chat and talked
lightly about the meeting before Estonia could carry on his topic on
trade and economic growth.
About ten minutes later France walked in with the usual smile on his face.
His eyes wandered the room; possibly seeking his next victim. Then it caught
you and he instantly frowned. He saw how happy you were in the hands of England.
It despised him and Francis only could feel the same. He’s loved you
for far longer than that Brit had but you seemed happy right where you
were. However, his desire for you grew more and more with every reminder
that you were not his.
He put his hands in his pocket and watched you lightly from a distance befo
England X Reader (Scotland Guest Star)"Ah, thank you for the nice lunch, love."
"You're welcome Arthur!" You kissed my cheek and walked out the dining room with the plates we ate off of. I watched with a dreamy look as you swayed your hips back an fourth, humming. I shook my head as I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks
'Come on! You're a gentleman! Act like it!'
I soon decided to come into the kitchen and saw you washing the dishes. I crept up behind you and wrapped my arms around your waist, smelling your shampooed hair.
'God she's so wonderful, she always does nice things for me, she deserves something good...now what does she like...I'll make her something sweet! She loves sweets! Every time that bloody frog comes over he always bring sweets I can bloody cook just as good as him! Maybe even better! That's right old chap! Go Arthur! I'll make her something...but I have to think about it'
I speak to you
"What might you be doing today?"
"Oh I might go shopping wit
Prussia X Reader Songfic Yes, I Was Drunk'What an idiot! How dare he think he can come home, after being out all night with his friends getting drunk and hitting on anything that moves, and I won't be angry?!' You thought to yourself.
Your moron of a boyfriend, Gilbert, had stayed out all night, finally arriving back to the house you both shared at four in the morning, drunk and falling into everything, making a horrible racket and waking you up. Safe to say, you had been pissed, but, that was earlier this morning.
Once he had broken enough furniture and ornaments by stumbling and falling into them, you had stormed down the stairs and started shouting at him in a fit of rage which had started a big argument.
But what could he expect? He was always drinking or out with his friends, Francis and Antonio, or The Bad Touch Trio as they called themselves. It wasn't that you were jealous he spent so much time with them, and you weren't forbidding him from going out or drinking, but just to calm things down a bit, like you assumed he
GermanyxReader Jogging, bras and kissesEnjoy ^^
You huffed out whatever breath you could take in in short, quick breaths. You wanted to stop, but Ludwig kept on yelling slightly encouraging words at you to keep running.
You were on your fifth lap.
You had been exercising with him all morning.
Now it was noon.
"Okay, now walk one lap. I promise we'll get lunch after this," he said.
You finished your laps and ran towards the gym building. Outside was cold and you wanted to get out of those sweaty gym shorts and this clingy shirt ASAP.
No one was in the gym, and the locker rooms were locked, so you had to change in the corner.
You pulled off your shirt, revealing a black sports bra.
Ludwig walked into the gym as soon as you took off your shirt. He blushed and cleared his throat.
You blushed and looked up, still pulling on your shirt.
"Ah-eh, Ludwig!" You struggled to pull your shirt on with the stress of him being right in front of you.
"Look away!" you screeched. He did as told, his face aflame with a sh
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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