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Post by Fatal hilarity on Aug 6, 2009 19:45:27 GMT -5
Didn't she insist on Greasy not touching her until he did it out of love instead of lust? When did this happen?
She's not talking about an abortion, is she? Or am I reading too much into it?
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 6, 2009 20:59:33 GMT -5
Fatal: Olly and Greasy have more "stable" relationship in my FanFictions. I think you're thinking of something Cooper put...or did I post something like that? *shrugs*
About Zaria, yes, but that's all I'll say.
Lol: Only Olly and Zaria know at the moment.
[glow=black,2,300]10 stories in darkness[/glow]
Abby felt it inside her. Something was wrong.
As her uncle Shane laid next to her, asleep, Abby silently made her way out of the crib she shared with him when she came over.
The house was dark, but Abby didn't seem to care as she made her way to the living room. She climbed onto the couch and blinked at the moon that hung outside the window.
Abby looked over at the coffee table and blinked at the small sticks she always saw her father...smoking, she thinks, is the word.
Abby sniffed the small stick before she made a face of disgust and pushed it away. She turned back to the moon and the young blue kit made her way over.
Bright light suddenly entered Abby's view. The Foray kit quickly sat down and rubbed her eyes.
Zaria, who had been holding a candle, which was brighter than needed, quickly put it out as she picked up the kit.
"Only I, young kit." Zaria said as she sat on the couch.
Minutes passed. Abby simply snuggled into Zaria as the German cat stared out into space.
Abby gently pulled on a white strand of hair, gaining the cat's attention.
After seconds of Zaria staring at Abby with burning orange eyes, she asked, "You want to hear some stories?"
Abby nodded, a smile on her face.
"I came into this world about......twenty years ago, I believe. Gregory really wasn't the nice man people thought he to be. He disliked a lot of the Toons he made, which didn't make sense to me when he made them. I ran off to live in Toontown, studying taboo and voodoo."
Abby listened on.
"I met Cai when I was still had the mind of a foolish school girl. He was.....my mate for awhile, I'm sad to say. I didn't see that coldness or darkness in him. I only saw he was handsome."
Zaria hung her head, her white hair falling in her face as her orange eyes burned.
"He......he did things he was not meant to do.....to me and to others. Cyril also used to be like that..."
Abby cocked her head.
"Don't worry, little one. Cyril has changed. That is why I said nothing when he came back with Jazz."
She raised her head, her eyes catching the moonlight.
"I hated Cai. I hated him for so long....I just....forgot about Toontown and everyone else."
Her eyes soften.
"Then I saw Psycho. How anyone could look at him and say he's ugly is beyond me. He's the most sweetest and handsomest Toon I know...."
Abby smiled.
"Psycho showed me that love was not just some game. At first, I really was just flirting with him, but...as time flew by, I found myself falling in love with him...."
Zaria looked down at Abby.
"Take note of this, little one. Some things may seem dark, but...there is always a light..."
As Zaria finished her words, Abby soon found herself lulled to sleep.
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Aug 6, 2009 21:08:52 GMT -5
Fatal: Olly and Greasy have more "stable" relationship in my FanFictions. I think you're thinking of something Cooper put...or did I post something like that? *shrugs* That would be the character interview, I believe. |
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Post by Fisi on Aug 6, 2009 21:18:43 GMT -5
Wow who knew she would feel like that.
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Post by cooper on Aug 6, 2009 22:43:34 GMT -5
No!! THE ABORTION ISN'T WORTH IT!!
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 7, 2009 0:01:08 GMT -5
Do not fear...
[glow=red,2,300]11 thoughts[/glow]
"Have you thought, yet?"
Olly looked up as Zaria walked in the kitchen, where Olly thought, Abby in her arms. Olly smiled as the young kit yawned and snuggled into Zaria's white hair.
She has. Even if the kits are fatherless.....she will keep them.
She echoed this.
Zaria nodded, smiling.
As Zaria yawned as said she was to retire to her room, Olly's mind became lulled back into thought.
Olly was happy she was pregnant, she was just...shocked. She felt dread come over her as she thought of Greasy. Even if he was thirty, he was a womanizer at heart.
Though...for the past months, he has been loyal. She even remembered two rather....skimpy Toons walking by that he didn't even glance at. That made her proud.
But....would he want the kits? The matter was something Jacklynn Olivia Quinn must do on her own.
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Post by Fisi on Aug 7, 2009 5:05:37 GMT -5
Yeah she is keeping them Yeah!!
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Post by Fisi on Aug 7, 2009 6:57:44 GMT -5
Keep going on the chapters Lynx this is getting exciting.
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 7, 2009 17:53:32 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]12 moons and stars[/glow]
Olly looked down at the ground with green eyes. Her burnt wood hair went her in her face and she gently pushed it aside.
Greasy was in the other room. What he was doing, Olly didn't care at the moment.
The light brown jill sighed and slumped in her seat. She still hadn't told Greasy. How could she?
As the smell of chicken caught her attention, she blinked and stood. Olly smiled when she heard a hushed, "Caramba," from the kitchen.
Holding his dark colored hand, the stove off, was Greasy. The Italian jill smiled as she watched the Hispanic weasel. His amber eyes shot up as she came near.
She glanced at the pan on the stove and asked, "W'at were ya cookin'?"
Greasy shrugged, no longer seeming to care. Olly sighed and, after staring at him for a minute, took his hat.
Greasy watched as Olly traced the green rim of the zoot suite hat. She looked up at him.
"Not hungry?" she asked.
Greasy nodded and watched as Olly put the cooking supplies to the side. She walked up to Greasy and gave him back his hat. He didn't put it back on, but simply watched as his lover tugged the pink tie around his neck.
Olly fiddled with it, admiring the silkiness of it. As she looked back into his amber eyes, she couldn't but think.
Would he stay loyal? Would he even want kits?
Olly thought about all of this while the tie stayed in her hand. After a while of just watching her, Greasy took her hand and asked, "What is wrong?"
Olly mulled over what he said. Should she just go ahead and say it? Get it over with?
"Uh....'Ell, Greasy...ya know we've been...a couple for a while now, right?"
Greasy nodded.
"Well, couples do things...right?"
Greasy smirked as Olly blushed. "Yeah..."
"And....stuff leads to...kits..."
Greasy blinked. "You want kits? Because if you do, we can."
"No, no, no-Wait, w'at?"
She stared at him. Did she hear right?
"Sure, why not?" he asked, shrugging.
She continued to stare. "Ya mean it?"
Greasy rolled his eyes. "When I say yes, I mean yes."
She blinked. "But.....we're not even married."
"Well, do you want to be?"
Olly crossed her arms. "W'at's teh change of 'eart for?"
"What change of heart? What gave you the idea I wouldn't?"
She smirked. "Ya a womanizer, ya stare at other women when t'ey 'alk b-"
"I've been loyal."
It was his turn to cross his arms. Olly laughed and put her arms around his neck, saying, "True."
Greasy blinked, but placed his hands on her hips, bringing her closer. Olly smiled and nuzzled into his neck. After a moment, she muttered, "Um, is it okay t'at we 'ready 'ave some kits...?"
"What you..." he blinked at her.
She nodded. He sighed and said, "When did we-"
"'When did we'? Let's see, teh 'livin' 'oom, teh car, t'at one 'otel 'oom..."
"Never in our room, huh?"
Olly thought for a minute before she starting laughing, saying, "Nope."
I HAD THIS EXACT SAME CONVERSATION YESTERDAY!!! It was so funny. XD
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Post by cooper on Aug 7, 2009 18:31:19 GMT -5
Jesus. The wall, the lamp shade, the coffe table, the vanity, the fridge. Weasel woman! Control yeself! lol... Can't wait for the next chap  |
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Aug 7, 2009 19:46:39 GMT -5
I knew it. This entire fic has been about weasels getting it on.
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<_<;
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Post by Fisi on Aug 7, 2009 20:24:49 GMT -5
Omg he did done it with her Greasy you dog. |
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 7, 2009 20:30:46 GMT -5
I knew it. This entire fic has been about weasels getting it on. ... <_<; I'm sorry, Fatal.  This is fic is mostly about their children, so...yeah...I just picture Cooper putting Olly and Stella as Toons who can give birth more than...writing a letter to storks and asking for a kit. XD My OCs are also like that...so...this fic is going to have slight (YOU CALL THIS SLIGHT!?!? my voice in my head says...) mentions of.......stuff. X( About the Olly and Greasy....*cough* getting it on, I sort of based it on a talk I had with my boyfriend...so...yeah.... Sorry. >_< |
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Post by Fisi on Aug 7, 2009 20:42:51 GMT -5
Noo it's ok you write what you write.
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Aug 7, 2009 20:56:14 GMT -5
Er... that wasn't meant to be a criticism at all. It was supposed to be humorous.
Don't worry about it. You'd be surprised by how many allusions to such a subject pops up in my own toon fiction. It's one of my attempts to be on par with WFRR...
Now if Olly had gone through with the abortion... then I would've complained.
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