Jupiter
March 11th, 2012, 10:51 PM
there is a contest to write the best ending to the last book: nevermore. so, read my story? critique it, also, please.
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Finally it was all over with. I sat down. I sipped my juice box, and looked out to the horizon. Everything was good. Fang looked at me, plopped in the next chair, and grabbed her hand.
“Shouldn’t we be running still? I mean, you never know. Some other company could rise,” Fang told me.
“Until that happens, I just want it to be the flock here,” I told him.
“I guess you’re right, but I just thought it would be a good idea,” he told me, in his low voice that I loved.
So, Angel came over to me and sat on my lap. Total soon followed. It was nice to finally relax. Nudge had fallen asleep on ground. Iggy and Gassy must have been outside playing, because I really had no idea where they wondered. Big house, 5 people. Even though we basically had to cut ties with everyone and restart, it’s gonna be worth it. I just know it.
“Max?” Angel piped up.
It spoke!
“Yeah?” I said.
“I know. It will be worth it,” she said. One would be nervous when one’s sister would read their mind. I find it cute. Now I just wish Fang would chill out. He and I love each other, and it’s all good, right?
“Yes. It is all good,” said Fang.
“Thanks, Fang.” I love him so much. Wait, what? I said that in my mind, right?
“Guess who acquired a new trait?” he said, and gave me a smile that just made me melt.
“How do you do that?”
“I just listen. Try it,” he told me. So I tried. When I did, I heard a Fang voice saying “I love you.”
I smiled, and grabbed his hand. Was this how relationships worked? I’m not too familiar with that.
‘BOOM’
Yo. I can read dreams! What was that, who’s dream was it? Nudge was dreaming about meeting the president again, like we did what seemed a century ago. So that only left Iggy and Gassy, who were God knows where. I got up, and they were fast asleep in the backyard. Iggy was dreaming about the explosives. When I looked into Gassy’s head, it seemed he had a crush on Nudge. We are a cute “family,” liking each other that way. Sure. What’s next? Iggy and Angel?
I looked back into Iggy’s head, and he had dreams about people. It was weird to see what he saw us as, even though he never has seen us in real life. Still dreaming about fighting. Cute.
So, we are going to stay here for a while. I hope that we all along well.
I love Fang. Fang loves me. The flock is together. Life is good.
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Finally it was all over with. I sat down. I sipped my juice box, and looked out to the horizon. Everything was good. Fang looked at me, plopped in the next chair, and grabbed her hand.
“Shouldn’t we be running still? I mean, you never know. Some other company could rise,” Fang told me.
“Until that happens, I just want it to be the flock here,” I told him.
“I guess you’re right, but I just thought it would be a good idea,” he told me, in his low voice that I loved.
So, Angel came over to me and sat on my lap. Total soon followed. It was nice to finally relax. Nudge had fallen asleep on ground. Iggy and Gassy must have been outside playing, because I really had no idea where they wondered. Big house, 5 people. Even though we basically had to cut ties with everyone and restart, it’s gonna be worth it. I just know it.
“Max?” Angel piped up.
It spoke!
“Yeah?” I said.
“I know. It will be worth it,” she said. One would be nervous when one’s sister would read their mind. I find it cute. Now I just wish Fang would chill out. He and I love each other, and it’s all good, right?
“Yes. It is all good,” said Fang.
“Thanks, Fang.” I love him so much. Wait, what? I said that in my mind, right?
“Guess who acquired a new trait?” he said, and gave me a smile that just made me melt.
“How do you do that?”
“I just listen. Try it,” he told me. So I tried. When I did, I heard a Fang voice saying “I love you.”
I smiled, and grabbed his hand. Was this how relationships worked? I’m not too familiar with that.
‘BOOM’
Yo. I can read dreams! What was that, who’s dream was it? Nudge was dreaming about meeting the president again, like we did what seemed a century ago. So that only left Iggy and Gassy, who were God knows where. I got up, and they were fast asleep in the backyard. Iggy was dreaming about the explosives. When I looked into Gassy’s head, it seemed he had a crush on Nudge. We are a cute “family,” liking each other that way. Sure. What’s next? Iggy and Angel?
I looked back into Iggy’s head, and he had dreams about people. It was weird to see what he saw us as, even though he never has seen us in real life. Still dreaming about fighting. Cute.
So, we are going to stay here for a while. I hope that we all along well.
I love Fang. Fang loves me. The flock is together. Life is good.