ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Melissa looked at the door as it produced its alarm. “Another one?”
She adjusted her hat, and picked up the basket as she walked to the door. Looking through the peephole, she saw a boy wearing a bad-looking skeleton outfit, and a little girl dressed up as a warty frog, with a rather bad hat. She groaned at this; the outfits got worse every generation, sometimes every year.
She opened the door, and heard the demand: “Trick or Treat!”
“Here you are,” she said, as she dropped some candy in the children’s bags. “One for you, and one for you.”
“Cool hat,” said the little girl. “I wish mine was as dark as yours.”
“Helps if you use a little starch when you press it,” Melissa said. “Now, off you go. Only thirty minutes left before you have to return home.” She sighed as the kids ran off. Mortals; they didn’t realize the little things they missed as they got older.
She went back to her kitchen, to continue what she was making, when the door opened, and the smell of wet dog entered, and the sound of running feet, plus shrieks of joy. “Good night, Harry?”
A hairy werewolf entered the kitchen. “The children had fun, although they could have gone as something other than a cat and a dragon, and rather bad ones at that.”
Melissa nodded. “It’s not like it was back in our day, when people didn’t wear such ridiculous outfits on All Hollow’s Eve.”
“Remember that time in those woods when we scared that one teacher?” Harry asked. “Poor Heady got the blame for chasing him.”
“I remember,” said Melissa. “That was during the first time we were together.”
“I dislike these Marriage Rotations,” said Harry. “Thirty years of blissful marriage, and then we have to swap for one of the others, and move away from a place we like.”
“We can’t let the mortals know about us, and we must keep the bloodlines flowing,” said Melissa, as she walked up to her husband, and gave him a kiss. “Of course, I have been working on something that will make things interesting tonight.”
Harry’s ears perked up. “Really?”
They were about to kiss again when the doorbell rang.
“Later, after this is all over, and when the kids are asleep,” Melissa said, as she picked up the basket once more, and headed for the door.
“Trick or Treat!” came the demand.
“Wow! Cool hat!” said one of the kids.
“Thank you,” said Melissa. “Here’s a piece for you, and a piece for you, and one for you as well.”
434 W.C.
She adjusted her hat, and picked up the basket as she walked to the door. Looking through the peephole, she saw a boy wearing a bad-looking skeleton outfit, and a little girl dressed up as a warty frog, with a rather bad hat. She groaned at this; the outfits got worse every generation, sometimes every year.
She opened the door, and heard the demand: “Trick or Treat!”
“Here you are,” she said, as she dropped some candy in the children’s bags. “One for you, and one for you.”
“Cool hat,” said the little girl. “I wish mine was as dark as yours.”
“Helps if you use a little starch when you press it,” Melissa said. “Now, off you go. Only thirty minutes left before you have to return home.” She sighed as the kids ran off. Mortals; they didn’t realize the little things they missed as they got older.
She went back to her kitchen, to continue what she was making, when the door opened, and the smell of wet dog entered, and the sound of running feet, plus shrieks of joy. “Good night, Harry?”
A hairy werewolf entered the kitchen. “The children had fun, although they could have gone as something other than a cat and a dragon, and rather bad ones at that.”
Melissa nodded. “It’s not like it was back in our day, when people didn’t wear such ridiculous outfits on All Hollow’s Eve.”
“Remember that time in those woods when we scared that one teacher?” Harry asked. “Poor Heady got the blame for chasing him.”
“I remember,” said Melissa. “That was during the first time we were together.”
“I dislike these Marriage Rotations,” said Harry. “Thirty years of blissful marriage, and then we have to swap for one of the others, and move away from a place we like.”
“We can’t let the mortals know about us, and we must keep the bloodlines flowing,” said Melissa, as she walked up to her husband, and gave him a kiss. “Of course, I have been working on something that will make things interesting tonight.”
Harry’s ears perked up. “Really?”
They were about to kiss again when the doorbell rang.
“Later, after this is all over, and when the kids are asleep,” Melissa said, as she picked up the basket once more, and headed for the door.
“Trick or Treat!” came the demand.
“Wow! Cool hat!” said one of the kids.
“Thank you,” said Melissa. “Here’s a piece for you, and a piece for you, and one for you as well.”
434 W.C.
Literature
A First Time Experience (SafeVore)
It was late in the morning when I felt wind repeatedly pelt me in the face as I was being sniffed. Turned out I was, slowly I opened my eyes to wake up to find a black dog staring down at me with horns on its head. I sat up in fright causing the creature to bark and real back to a defensive position. Fully awake I realize that it was a Hounddoom, I couldn't believe it a Pokemon in real-life Pokemon standing right in front of me. Then Dusk came in and shouted, "Doomy down" as on cue the Houndoom went from attack mode to cute and friendly panting with it's tongued out. Dusk apologized, "Sorry about that Doomy gets very curious when meeting some
Literature
A Human In Nomsville
It's a sunny spring day outside today so I decided to go for a walk. Take a break from my assignments at home so I let my parents know I'm going out. My mom tells me to be safe making sure I have my wallet, inhaler, and phone before heading out. I let her know I have them in my jeans a said I won't be long, I put on my grey hoodie over my black T-shirt because it's still a little fridged out but nothing my hoodie and black gloves can't fix. I walk along the street from my block to the park only a few people pass me by one of which happens to be my neighbor Levarn, "Hey Stath" Levarn greeted, "Hey how you doin' Levarn?" I replied.
"oh just fin
Literature
Sheva the bear: Chapter 5 (macro story)
Become a Patron!
(Sheva the bear, chapter 5)
Time went on, like always. Thomas and Huck had pretty comfortable lives living in Sheva’s cave. Carl and Becky became regular visitors to the cave, coming around at least one every week or so. The fox and bear enjoyed swallowing their little humans together. Thomas and Huck were safe, well fed, and kept happy…
Except… not entirely happy. Huck started to feel rather… trapped lately. Sure, he had free roam of Sheva’s cave at all hours of the day, but he hadn’t gotten the chance to go outside in weeks; not since he and Thomas went searching for a gift for her.
T
Suggested Collections
Contest entry using the following image as inspiration. marphilhearts.deviantart.com/a…
© 2016 - 2024 alockwood2
Comments0
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In