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Edge of IllusionEdge of Illusion by BekkiDarliin
"Shut up Gold, and quit following me!"
A rather flustered, and not to mention angry red head screeched, receiving stares from the various on-lookers of Azalea Town. His unsympathetic and infamous silver irises shimmered with the intent of hurting the other teenage boy, if he did not heed his warning, and quickly.
The other member of the party just beamed a ridiculous grin, flashing dazzling white teeth, as a hyperactive Aipom, continued to tug at a pair of large goggles that remained nestled in a mass of raven hair.
"Now Silv, I wouldn't call this a mere 'coincidence'. If anyone is the stalker here it is so you~" The dark haired boy provoked, and surveyed as Silver's face became flushed from mortification and imminent resentment, that desired to be unleashed.
"I am NOT a stalker!" He cried. Ouch, defensive much? Gold snickered, as he reached one of his hands up to scratch behind his Aipom's ears, hearing him croon in delight at the much-needed attention.
"Denial is the first stage. Don
Silence in Black and White: Chapter 4Silence in Black and White: Chapter 4 by BekkiDarliin
Superstitions are weird and unusual beliefs, I mean; who thought that by walking underneath a ladder, or breaking a mirror would conjure up years of bad luck? Well, in a normal, everyday life situation, most people could possibly overlook superstitions as nothing more than fabrication, made up to tease paranoid passer-by's, and to forever twist the fabric of that person's mind. Today was a different matter entirely.
Today was Friday the 13th, and as we all know; bared connotations to bad occurrences, or freak accidents, so forgive me if I wasn't just a little bit concerned here. It was also the dreaded day of my test results, and I had been a paranoid wreck all morning.
"Will you sit down, for Arceus sake?! You'll wear a groove into the carpet!" Touya cursed at me, as I paced around the living room, my hands furiously raking through my hair, and my heart thundering harder in my chest.
"I can't go…I can't go…" I mumbled weakly, trying to calm my breathing down t
A Fiery Cold ChristmasA Fiery Cold Christmas
It was a chilly December day. Snow covered the ground and trees all over the somewhat quiet city. Pokemon of all varieties were out and about, happily greeting one another for the holidays.
In one household, a young female Glaceon was enjoying the wondrous blanket of snow. She was planted in the ground, happily making a snow angel in a rather odd attire, a two piece bathing suit. Her name was Sheena, and she, like most of the city, was known as an anthro Pokemon.
Her mate, a nice Typhlosion by the name of Quil, was inside watching her play in the cold weather. Their adopted brother, Umbro, and him were preparing a feast for the holiday.
"Ease up brother. She's safe now," the Umbreon calmly said as he searched the cabinets for spices. Quil had looked away from the window and at his brother.
"I know, but I still worry about her. I lost her once already. I can't lose her again."
"I know Quil, but if you stress over it, you'll go mad," Umbro said as