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Viva La Vida (which is by Coldplay, NOT ME!!) By: Aubrie1234 Artemis tapped his windowsill impatiently. He was waiting for Holly, who was out on a mission at the moment. He knew it was important LEP business, but he hated waiting for her. He tried to think up an evil scheme to get his mind off the elf, but his mind either kept wandering back to her, or a song he had heard a few hours back (which he liked, but didn't want anyone to know that he liked listening to music, not even Butler). Soon, he got so bored waiting, he started to tap out the song and hum along with it, singing the words: “I used to rule the world; Seas would rise wh

ATTENTION, EVERYONE THAT IS FOLLOWING ME AND LOVES MY STUFF! I HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! Well, not really, but how was I to get your attention otherwise? Anyway, I have a challenge for all of you! A while back, I found a picture on here by 1sthi1357 made of Dino TK, from my story, Of Dinos and Digimon. Last night, when I was looking at it again, it gave me an idea! I am not a drawing person. I trace, but don't draw. Which is why I want to ask you guys if you could draw for me! Well, not for me, but from my stories on FanFiction.net. This is what I mean: you draw things from my stories and post them on here, I'll mention them in the sto

Fixing the Past By: Aubrie1234 -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Elric sighed as he watched Tria and her friends fight in another tournament. He was glad that he had helped her stop Dr. Blackraven, but he was worried. Originally, he had come to the past for a completely different reason, but helped out when he shouldn't have. It did have the same effects, though, so time was still on course; except for one thing... -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

“So, you really don't remember anything?” Parker asked as Shaun ate the breakfast the older man had fixed for him. Parker had allowed Shaun to sleep while fixing him breakfast, knowing he was probably hungry. The smell had woken Shaun up before Parker had entered. “Nope.” Shaun said, tearing through a strip of bacon, “I wish I did, though. Things feel different.” “What do you mean?” “Your voice sounds louder, I feel sore and have a headache, and I'm tearing through this bacon like paper.” Parker had to admit, he had a point. However, that didn't always point to the obvious conclus