FriedMetaki

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that are mentioned in this story, with the exception of the obvious OCs that have never been used in the series before. __________________________________________________________________________________________ In the bustling city of Green Hill Zone, resided an orphanage with children playing happily outside. Even though most of them would never know their parents, they were all quite content. The caretaker of the orphans was a kind woman always cared about the children's wellbeing. At least that's what the adults of the neighborhood were told it was like. Yes, it only looked like a picture pe

Disclaimer: Per usual, the characters in the story don't belong to me. Be glad that they don't. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Autor loved the hushed silence that libraries offered. It was a silence unlike any other, one that made him feel entirely at peace. Save for the few occasions when bothersome dorm room students would ruin it with their incessant chatting. He showed very little, almost nonexistent, tolerance for anyone who interrupted his tranquil concentration but then again, he had never really been very tolerant towards his peers anyways. Rather than socialize, Autor had always pr

Disclaimer: These guys don't belong to me. Be glad that they don't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2: "Strange Behavior" Now that the two mares had finally arrived to Twilight's treehouse, her previous inquiry had been all but forgotten. They immediately got to work, although Fluttershy was doing a lot of that while Twilight was mostly organizing the whole thing and making sure that the tasks didn't too much time to complete. If Fluttershy was bothered by this she didn't seem to protest against it too much. That would've been odd if it weren't for the fact that Fluttershy was never

Warning: This fic will contain a yuri pairing that is going to be the main focus. If that sort of thing makes you uncomfortable it'd be best to stop reading now. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 1: "Assistance Please" Twilight was caught up in quite a conundrum today. She had spent all day asking around for a substitute assistant, almost ready to give up hope entirely. But the bookworm simply had too much to do to put off her tasks just because she couldn't find extra help. Twilight had already fallen so far behind on her schedule, there'd be countless hours of lost time tha

Disclaimer: These guys don't belong to me. Be glad that they don't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Fakir starts thinking about words, he always associates them with books- storybooks to be specific. He always preferred the storybooks consisting of magical tales about princes fighting against monsters to save a whole village or a princess. But the ones that never failed to keep his attention were the ones where a prince would be fighting alongside his loyal knight. Anyone who'd come across Fakir reading these books as a child would've assumed his interest in reading suggested he aspire

Disclaimer: I don't own these guys. Be glad that I don't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Ahiru had first met the mysterious prince, it felt like a dream. Perhaps it really had been a dream or it had merely been their imagination. Whatever the feeling was, it had been magical. It had suffocated them in an overwhelming sensation that had allured them both to a tragic demise that had been plotted out just for them. Their only little melancholy ending that might've had a possibility of taking place if she hadn't seen the sadness in his eyes. Those sad, sad eyes that always seem so lonely.

Disclaimer: I don't own these guys. Be glad that I don't. (Seriously, there'd be fluffy nonsense like this story occuring between Gaz and GIR all the time if I did.) __________________________________________________________________________________________ In the late hours of the afternoon, young children scramble around in a large, hectic crowd of confusion, all of them eager to distance themselves as far away as possible from the educational prison known as school. Many of them wander off to groups of other students, making plans to visit, attend sleepovers, or to plan general mischief. But a vast majority's goal is to return home to ge

Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me. Be thankful that they don't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Prince was very well known for being strong, in both the emotional and physical sense. But mostly in the emotional sense of the word. He enjoyed experiencing emotions of all kinds whether they were painful or not since he knew it was part of what made him human. Knowing this was probably he'd never had difficulty with expressing himself. Before everything had gone wrong, Mytho could still recall how vibrant he had once been. Those had been the happier days in his life. They had b

The Vampire Queen and the Princess of the Candy Kingdom didn't always know each other from the start. Yes, the first half of their childhood had been spent avoiding each other actually. They were from two rivalling kingdoms that didn't get along with each other due to their own differences. This caused the Candy Kingdom and the Vampire Kingdom into constant squabbles over tedious, little issues. Things like who owned the bigger piece of land, or over comparing who had more gold then the other. Though in actuality, it was the respective kings of the separate lands that were really the cause of most of the fighting. Their own servants were am