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Lucky Me, Chapter 098
 
"What the hell do you think you're doing with my daughter, Drake!"
Bobby’s mouth dropped open while I was trying to dissolve into the mattress like a puddle of milk into a sponge. Before I could crawl under the comforter and die, Bobby choose to sign his death warrant.
"S-Scott, it's not what it looks like!"
Sure, you're half dressed, I was in your clothes and it's not what it looks like. Riiiiight not even a blind man would buy that one!
"Not what it looks like?" Dad asked, adding a little scoff to his voice. "It looks like two of you are keeping warm in your bed."
"Uh-it's not as bad as it looks?"
"Get out of that bed, Kerry." I flinched. "Now."
"I-I can't walk yet." I tried to hide but the covers were ripped away from me  Scott picked me up bridal style and considering how baggy the clothes I was wearing were, I felt like they were about to make me indecent. If that was to happen, boy would Bobby-Jack—er, Bobby-Jerk be troub
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Lucky Me, Chapter 097
"Come over here so I can hurt you."
"Such a tempting offer, and under your hands I'm sure it'd be fun but," he sighed wistfully, "but, no."
I was back at the balance bar, trying to use my nonexistent heat vision to melt my self-proclaimed teacher of balance since Mr. Kurt and Mr. Warren had gone on a mission. I came—home yesterday and bright and early this morning I found myself ungracefully dumped in the weight room. When the fuzz had been scraped off my brain, I saw Bobby smiling (smirking with good intent) at me when he told me to walk.
In the past two hours the only thing productive I’d done was come up with several different ways to hurt him. I gripped the bar and tried repeatedly but it just wasn't working without the bar. Fake walk I could do, but the full, actual walking? Forget it. Mr. Warren offered that besides my 'attitude' my arms were still sore even after healing from my wing loss.
Did this guy care?
The way he kept taunting me made me think pro
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Lucky Me, Chapter 096
I was beyond livid. Lava was ready to flow from my eyes, ears, and fingertips. Bobby stood there, completely stupefied by the information. I knew, then, that he hadn’t known. I wheeled myself straight to the Professor's office. My brain churning out so many black rainclouds I was giving Storm a run for her money. I was ready to kill.
Pushing the doors open, the Professor looked up from whatever he had been reading, and locked his eyes on me, studying me with a slight frown.
I clamped my teeth together.
"Kookie, what may I do for you?"
"A mutant," I spat out, moving myself fully into the room. I only stopped to slam the door shut.
"Yes?" he seemed to be slightly amused by my outburst.
"Heather is a mutant."
His shoulders tensed before he sat up straighter and set his face into a blank expression.
"Is there any proof of your accusation?"
"I read it in your files. You never went to Acola for me. You went because of my mo—Heather!" I screeched
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Lucky Me, Chapter 095
"You're not even trying." My teacher, Mr. Kurt pointed out for the twentieth time as I hit my knees again. They were going to have to replace these dumb blue mats because I was wearing the padding down.
The one hand I still had on the bar clenched, and I heard the crunch of the metal under my strength."Give me a reason to." I spat out coldly.
Again, I had to learn to walk again. For the third freaking time. Before it was almost surreal, now it was just another cold slap in my face. Another claw which dug it's nasty razor sharp edge into my life, ripping away the layers and leaving me to cry tears of hate.
"Kookie, this isn't like you."
Like I was anything I once had been. My wings were gone. Butchered. Completely hacked off and he thought I was supposed to turn around and be happy about it? Screw that. I had no wings. I had no real reason to learn anything. I spent all that time and energy on learning to fly and walk with wings and what was the point? What was the point?
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Lucky Me, Chapter 094
My life sucked.
Well, technically, my death sucked.
You know what's even worse than death sucking? The constant screaming and the fact that the pair of lungs owned a hand which was currently squeezing mine into numbness.
What death lacked in warmth and light it made up for in pitch blackness and searing silence.
Not saying that was a bad thing as the lungs with hand tightened to the point I thought my fingers were going to pop off and lodge themselves in the lung body (hopefully silencing it). The corner of my eyes twitched only a few seconds before I pried them open to have a better aim when my soon to be fingers turned projectile would launch.
"Oh my stars!" Et tu, Dr. Hank? Et tu?
I knew a half-dead person was supposed to be groggy and really passive, but I was also bitter and grumpy. How would you like your wake up call to be a vice-like grip and a scream that could wake the dead (no pun intended)?
And if one hand gripping mine like I was going to use it against them
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Lucky Me, Chapter 093
I opened my eyes. The sensation of light hitting them forced me to close them again.
Memories, slow and splintered, come back. Kerry, oh no…I died with her. I should very well be dead. I frantically tried to sit up since my powers were still rebuilding themselves from being so taxed. Gentle and firm hands pushed me back down, while telling me to take it easy.
Weakly, I looked over and up at my husband, Scott. His face was marred with a deep frown, but I could sense intense relief in our telepathic rapport. He took one of my hands in his and squeezed it lightly. There was an underlying emotion, and I looked over to where his eyes were directed and I didn't know what to feel.
I couldn’t move because my body was stiff and every muscle ached at being used. Yet, I couldn’t look away even though pained my heart.
Half of me believed I should be thankful to see Kerry in the bed beside mine. She was hooked up to every machine I had ever seen in the medical lab. There was a ste
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Lucky Me, Chapter 092
How can any mother idly stand by and let their child die?
I brushed a few strands of hair behind my ear as I searched across the large field for another person. The field was full of pale yellow and orange flowers that had no end. Their heads were bobbing as the wind stroked their petals. It almost appeared as if they were dancing.
But I wasn't here to be admiring the landscape. I was here because Kerry called out to me. Because we had to save her. Her screams had ripped through my psyche in the middle of the night and from there we boarded the Blackbird to find her.
I had to find her!
The sense of acceptance lingered in my mind after her scream. She was accepting death. Not fighting for her life. Leaving everyone she knew and love to 'sleep' as she put it.
That's way I was in her mind as they, Hank and Daisy, worked meticulously on repairing her body. My job was the keep her conscious and psyche from deteriorating. As I walked aimlessly, turning around in circles, trying desperately t
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Lucky Me, Chapter 091
"Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling."
I couldn't move or breathe, but I could think. Hazily. I could hear though, the soft, broken sobbed out song of my sister as she rocked me back and forth in her lap. She held my neck and head as securely and gingerly as possible.
She thought it was going to be safe.
Safe, what a joke. Just like my life, just like this situation.
Like an idiot I walked into this home.
My eyes opened, watery and wearily. I could see blobs of color in the darkened room. The blood was everywhere, being soaked up into everything. Wasn't it funny how blood looked black in the moonlight?
"Calling for you and for me."
We had been so carefree. So happy. Darcy and I were walking through this tiny town she now called home. It was nice, sorta like Salem Center but without the spandex.
When we got to the house, she smiled up at me and said that everything would be fine. I guessed she could read my uneasiness.
I had every right to be ill at ease. She talk
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Lucky Me, Chapter 090
High kick, while in a crouch and I nicked her in the shoulder, pushing her back with a grunt of pain. To my feet and then to the air, I spread my wings and glare accusingly at my teammate, Blackflame.
She gritted her teeth and held her bruising shoulder under of her other hand.
"What is your problem now?" Julie picked up on emotions better than anyone because she was an empath. So when I needed someone to help me with my mind, I went to her. Why not Jean? Because the mind and heart were interlaced and to straighten out the stronger of them was more important to me. Since my mind has no hope of ever being normal, I had to rely on the second half of the pair.
"You tell me." She knew what I was talking about because I made a deal with her. Blackflame was able to take off the dampers (not a complete power cut off, they destroyed D-M's after that scare a month or so ago) and let her 'feed' off my emotions.
Over the rim of her sunglasses, prescription I found out, she wrinkled her nos
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Lucky Me, Chapter 089
I was blushing like mad for the rest of the week. Every time Bobby-Jerk and my eyes would meet, we'd look away quickly and I'd feel slightly flattered, slightly insulted. In the middle of study hall with 'Mr. Drake' I couldn't help but let my mind drift back to Las Vegas and the stair well.
Remember that red and white flame? Yeah, well, big surprise it was one of Julie's flames o’ feelings. Apparently her 'fancy' on Mr. Dice had climbed and morphed into mutiny. She was working for him in the respect of keeping us (Bobby-jerk and me) away from the office.
She threw 'lust' flames at us.
Man, I was so embarrassed.
Okay, to clarify. We just got hit by this lust flame wave thing and then, as we were shaking it off, we looked at each other and the next thing I knew-we were—that is—uhm, okay, so we were kissing. Not an innocent kiss, but this went ten times deeper involving tongues and yeah, well, you get the idea. Did it stop there? No. It. Didn't.
It took Scott abou
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Lucky Me, Chapter 088
I stepped back, arms swinging wildly in expression of my denial. "No way!"
We had gone from Texas to Las Vegas and were currently being told what our roles in the mission. Because I didn't like what they had to say, I reverted into the child-fit-pitching gear state of being.
"Kerry," Cyclops said slowly, sorta like a verbal flashing caution light. "This is the only way to make sure we get to this 'Lucky Dice.'"
I was still shaking my head to say 'no'.
"Can't we just call all the people in the phone book under that name? It would save time…"
Miss Ororo stepped up to bat (at my head).
"The type of man this Dice seems to be, wouldn’t be someone who would be listed in the phone book."
"Maybe on America's Most Wanted." Bobby-Jerk finished.
"Ever tried to Google him?” Blank and irritated stares were my answer. “But why do we have to go to hotels?" I whined, Chris sighed. Well excuse me for not being happy with the idea of sharing a room with a 'senior' member!
"Becaus
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Lucky Me, Chapter 087
Two days later and Daisy finally came home but she was not well enough to resume training.
All the people currently on the roster were dressed up (some of them having only recently gotten back) in their uniforms and looking a bit upset.
"It seems someone from the recent fort killings knows that we are on to them," Cyclops informed. "In the recent week, we have been sent to various parts of the world to fight what appears to be a mutant but in actuality is nothing more than an illusion."
Everyone nodded at this. Dr. Hank hadn't been happy to know he was pried away from his research to tackle an overdone lightshow.
"This is only to throw us off their tracks," Cable continued. "But thanks to some contacts, we have found a survivor from the first base. One, Jalen Sweeney." From there, it plunged into a deep conversation about what they were going to do and how they were going to hunt this person down.
"Cerebro," Jean finally stated firmly.
"Indeed, it seems the only logical choice to find
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Sleeping Beauty's Prince Damian

Tue Apr 8, 2014, 10:18 PM



I went to the Medieval Fair in Norman, Ok this past Saturday in my blue Princess Aurora costume. I was stopped a few times for pictures, but this time a first happened!

The little boy in the cream colored hat wanted a picture with me and like I do with most smaller children, I squatted down so that the parents could get a nice picture of their babies without having to back up much. This boy was all too happy to join me in the picture but also sat on top of my knees while I held on to his tummy for balancing reasons. After the picture, he turned and gave me a quick hug. I was preparing to get up when he turned to his mother, but then back to me and leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on my lips!!

The entire crowd simultaneously let out an ‘Awwwwwww’ at his actions and I know I blushed at the forwardness but made sure to smile and say that Phillip was outdone for the day.

My prince of the day, Damian. ^^ As exclaimed by his mother for kissing me.

I love playing dress-up! :D




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AmandaJayne00 Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2016  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
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Hello! I hope you don't mind my posting on your page today! I'd like to invite you to a brand new group; Pop Culture Crochet. I'd love to make this group a hub for all things crochet with a pop culture spin and I think some of your items would find the perfect home there.
 :happybounce:  Please, help me get this group off the ground!
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Ms-Manhunter Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Hi! A looooooong time ago, you gave me a Llama! In fact, you were the first one to do so! Back then, I had no idea that you could return the favor for free (I've long since known but I've finally had the time to go through my messages and sort through who gave me badges...)!

Long overdue but here's a llama back and thank you for being the first to give me a llama! ^_^ Have a great day!
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