The Weekenders-A Sorrow Shared by MutantPiratePrincess, literature
Literature
The Weekenders-A Sorrow Shared
Disclaimer I do not own The Weekenders or any of its characters. Doug Langdale and Disney own them. I do not own anything at all. Except for UFO Pizza, that was my idea. :) But The X-Files theme, which is playing there, belongs to Chris Carter and 20th Century FOX.
Author's Note English is not my native language. So, dont be mad at me if I made any mistakes. This is my first Weekenders fanfic, which I wrote back in 2004, translated from German. I rewrote it, because it was originally written in Script Format, and now, I transformed it to Novel Format, like my other fanfics. It's a one shot, like one of the 10-
Author: Cuddlesaurus (cuddlesaurus21.deviantart.com)
Fandom: Wreck-It Ralph
Main Characters: Vanellope, Felix, Ralph, King Candy
Genre: Family/Drama
Rating: G
===The Memory Glitch===
The air was still warm, but dry, the lava all gone now, and the sun fully risen. He lifted his hands and stared. HIS hands. He could feel them again... he could move, he could blink... so long... it had been so long. So long since he had felt the code of his body, fitting over the far more complex codes of his mind and soul like a longed-for blanket. A blanket that had been stolen from him. But now the thief was gone. He leaned there on all fours for a mome
Wreck-It Ralph Shenanigans: Sunshine by squall91ful, literature
Literature
Wreck-It Ralph Shenanigans: Sunshine
(Sugar Rush, Vanellope von Schweetz is sleeping soundly in her bedroom.)
???: You are my thunshine...
Vanellope: (waking up) What was that noise? Oh, well. (falls asleep again)
(The next day, in Sugar Rush Castle, Vanellope is telling Wreck-It Ralph, Fix-It Felix, Jr., and Sergeant Calhoun what went on the previous day.)
Vanellope: Then, Rancis and I climbed to the top of the Cereal Box Canyon and...
???: You are my thunshine...
Vanellope: And... (turns to her left)
Ralph: Hey, kid, you okay?
Vanellope: I thought I heard something.
Felix: That's weird. I didn't hear anything.
Ralph: Me neither.
Calhoun: I did.
Felix: Seriously?
C
College Reunion (Oneshot Fanfic) by AnthroOphidian, literature
Literature
College Reunion (Oneshot Fanfic)
College Reunion
WARNING: some swearing.
It was 15 years ago today that Mike Wazowski went to Monsters University. He and his best friend, James P. Sullivan, were both kicked out of the university after their first years, however. Needless to say, it surprised the green cyclops when he and Sulley, as his friend became nicknamed, received an invitation to a college reunion.
On the way over to the campus, he couldn't resist drifting into thought about all that had happened. His initial rough start with Sulley, getting kicked out of the Scare Program, but probably most significant to him, participating in the Scare Games with the Oozma Kappa f
MTR: Just Before He Was Born.. by KicsterAsh, literature
Literature
MTR: Just Before He Was Born..
MTR: Just Before He Was Born...
characters(c) William Joyce
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Leftie opened the door to the Robinson mansion and in walked the newly-weds. Cornelius marched in while carrying Franny in his arms, almost dying of laughter. He still could not get over the show Frannys brothers had put up by accident! One tripping over the rice on the floor, the other falling flat in the wedding cake! It had been the best day of his life!
Well, so far it had been.
Dad, well just be in the bedroom! Cornelius called out down the hallway. After the banquet, Cornelius and Franny had gone out f
Warning: Contains ending spoilers to the Disney movie "Meet the Robinsons".
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She carefully walked down the sidewalk, hoping that nobody was watching her. The thing that she was doing was normally frowned upon, even if it meant that they would both be better off. And that was all she wanted; for him, for her precious boy, to be better off.
Glancing up, she spotted the sign under the lamppost that said '6th Street Orphanage'. This was it. She was almost there. There was still time to change her mind, to take him and run. Still, she moved forward, up the stairs, gently placing the box down.
She stared at him for a few moments, wondering w
Vanellope’s kart was stuck in the chocolate mud puddle. It was thick and rich, giving her great difficulty in pulling it loose. It frustrated her that there was no way to retrieve her kart due to her petite size, needing an elevated assistance. Then again, she could have it come out; it would just take a long time and a second hand.
If only Gloyd would move his molasses.
It was his fault she was in this predicament.
“We shouldn’t have raced on this track. It’s filled with chocolate pits and syrup spills.” Gloyd said from his spot over at his kart. He was leaning against it, completely carless. His eyes fixed
It was just not one of her days. Minty had just been so frustrated with everything. It was one of those days that you just woke up knowing your day would be anything but. And that was all it was. She had woken up that early morning, instantly scowling at the bright light slipping in through her mint-wrapper curtains.
It certainly got no better after that.
She had realized by her cookie clock that she had slept in; the arcade would be opening in a little over half an hour. She had so much to do! Squealing in shock, she leaped out of bed, only she had done it so fast, not noticing her legs tangled in the green covers, earning her to fall on