"Are you sure you're all right walking over here alone—"
April exhaled exasperatedly, cutting her friend off as she crossed the street.
"Donnie, I've told you a hundred times—I'll be fine! It's not even dark yet. Besides, I'm only a block away now. There'd be no point to you guys leaving the Lair just to 'escort me' back."
"Well, it wouldn't be all of us, just…you know… me—"
"Donnie," April interrupted, and any attempt at making her voice sound stern failed when she was unable to control the grin that slid onto her face. "Stop. Worrying. I'll see you soon—be sure to tell Mikey to have some popcorn rea
Summary: Michelangelo takes April to meet his "new friend".
-----
April hefted the strap of her backpack onto one shoulder, slamming her locker door with the other. Lost in the sea of her fellow students, she allowed herself to be propelled toward the school entrance, beyond which her classmates scattered, freed from the thrall of high school for the weekend. April shared their sentiments, having found that burying herself in schoolwork and studies was not as helpful a solace as it used to be. Her former friends drifted away after the abduction of her father as did a majority of her peers, most not quite sure how to say 'I'm sorry your dad
Wreck-It Ralph
Chapter Five
----
21. Night and Day
It was not frequently that Sugar Rush was actually dark once the arcade closed, but every so often, with some additional tampering of the codes, the candy land would be graced with a night cycle.
Truthfully, Vanellope did not particularly enjoy these rare happenings. Though she had been the one to suggest it, and later act on it, the girl found herself dreading these dark nights. When the sun was still out, most evenings the denizens of Sugar Rush could simply close their blinds to block out the light, and while sleep was not strictly needed, most characters enjoyed a little recharge. Bu
Lost: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction by ant5b, literature
Literature
Lost: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction
-Bunnymund-
Bunnymund saw Sandman as being weaker more so than the others did.
He was so much smaller than them—portly, and round, and always smiling, he could hardly be considered a threat. When Bunnymund had first been introduced to the golden cherub he had nearly laughed in his face when Sandman had stuck out a tiny hand to be shook.
"How can that dill be a Guardian?" he had hissed at North when Sandman was out of earshot. North had given him a long, tired look before turning away. And still, Bunnymund did not understand.
Sandman was not in the least bit intimidating. He always looked lost, wispy golden hair flickering about his
Wreck-It Ralph: 50 Themes- 50 Drabbles
Chapter Four
---
16. Sleep
It was odd, Calhoun decided, not to fall asleep to the sound of buzzing cy-bugs.
The sergeant lay in bed—a real one, with sheets, and puffed pillows, and warm blankets—her hands tented over her stomach as she gazed up at the ceiling in quiet thought.
Here, there was no whirring of machinery, but instead the soft chirps of crickets and the occasional breeze. You didn't hear the echoes of rounds behind fired in the shooting range, or the mumbled curses emitted from her platoon in their sleep.
Tamora was not used to the quiet.
In Hero's Duty, silence was normal
Mending Seams: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction by ant5b, literature
Literature
Mending Seams: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction
"Fix it."
Bunnymund blinked, belatedly closing his tunnel entrance behind him, and looked down at the pink stuffed rabbit being shoved at him by tiny blonde girl before him. Sophie raised her toy higher, shaking it a bit to demonstrate its need.
"Fix it," she repeated. The Easter Bunny gradually bent down to inspect the well-loved creature, taking in its dirty, faded fur and mismatched button eyes. He then noticed the stuffing poking out of its back.
"Oh," he said, and carefully pulled the toy from Sophie's hands. Its ears flopped in opposite directions, and he became conscious of the child's pleading look. "Well… I'm sorry, Soph,"
Shifting Sands: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction by ant5b, literature
Literature
Shifting Sands: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction
"Jackson, you'll catch your death of cold out there! Put some shoes on!"
The teen laughed, an impish grin on his face as he danced out of his mother's reach, his younger sister clinging to his arm in giddy abandon.
"I'll be fine, Mother," Jack assured her, already halfway out the door with his sibling tightly clamped to his side and ice skates slung over both their shoulders. "Winter's nearly over, don't worry."
00000
In the three centuries that Jack Frost had lived and breathed in Burgess, the Sandman had only made two personal visits.
Now Jack understood why—the diminutive man had quite the busy schedule, and could only be in one
Exhaust: The Lorax fanfiction by ant5b, literature
Literature
Exhaust: The Lorax fanfiction
Aloysius O'Hare peered over the mob from his elevated perch, a mailbox on the street corner of City Hall, and searched through the bobbing heads of the anxious crowd for one in a green felt top hat.
Clenched in one pudgy, sweaty fist were multiple sheets of paper speckled in data and graphs—the perfect business plan. Now all O'Hare had to do was show them to the perfect businessman.
The crowd surged suddenly, and the teen was nearly knocked from his roost. Scrabbling to regain his hold, O'Hare swore softly as he attempted to look over the throng again. Small eyes darting around, he hoped—wished with all his might—that he h
Hourglass: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction by ant5b, literature
Literature
Hourglass: Rise of the Guardians fanfiction
Sandman knew that time was running out.
His time.
Like sand trickling through his fingers, he reflected humorlessly in the back of his mind, the one tiny area that was not encompassed with the virulent need to survive.
Pitch's unending wave of nightmares had surrounded him and the little sand cloud that was holding him aloft, an impenetrable blackness closing in on a speck of light. Night blotting out the sun. His arms were tiring, though his sand whips continued snapping at the impermeable mass, whatever gaps he created in the blackness instantly filled by more nightmares. He shuddered to think how many children it had taken to create suc
Wreck-It Ralph: 50 themes- 50 drabbles
Chapter Three
---
11. Introduction
Ralph was on his way to Root Beer Tapper's after a particularly busy day of work, rolling his shoulders as he worked out the kinks in his back from being thrown off of the roof so many times. The Nicelanders were throwing another party—a one-year anniversary, as it was—and the massive man had seen that he was not exactly welcome. Whatever. He was not all that fond of the Nicelanders anyway. Felix was alright, he supposed…
The wrecker had been about to enter the portal to Tapper's had been only a few feet away, in fact, when he could hear an uproa