APurpleToaster

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Past~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Stop, Logan!” you screamed out. Within an instant Logan froze at the given sound of your voice. You were the only person who could keep the savage beast at bay. Without you he was free to run rampid and destroy any and everything in his path. Chaos was sure to ensure if you left him continue onwards. Death and destruction would soon follow. No matter your pain, hatred, or pain, this must cease now! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Slowly he turned to you, his muscles tensed tightly, his dark eyes wild with rage and sorrow. Yet his breathing finally began to slow as his gaze

"Hey, Helpy? How does this animatronic look right here?" The small, plush animatronic climbed onto the table that was in the middle of the restaurant, before he got onto a chair that was stacked on it next. Once he was at eye-level with the stage he squinted his eyes, seeing where the new animatronic was being placed. After a few moments, he looked down at you and smiled, giving you a thumbs-up. "Thanks." You chuckled, before turning to the worker on the stage. "Alright, set 'em down right there." While he was getting the animatronic off the dolly and positioning it exactly where you wanted it, you set down your clipboard. Noticing that

     Slowly, you got into your mom's car, your head partially hung as you position yourself into the passenger's seat. Your mother looked at you for a moment, concern showed clearly in her blue eyes as she sighed. "Before we go," she began and your eyes wandered to her face, showing her that you were paying attention. "Do you want to say goodbye to him?" She questioned and a confused look crossed over your face, causing her to point behind you. Your head slowly turned, only to see Wade practically hanging over the railing, looking at you. You considered it for a moment but decided that it was best to not. "Drive please." You responded and she

Set After Ford comes back Wendy’s P.O.V. I was working at the Mystery Shack being a cashier but not much was really happening. It was an unusually cold day and I was freezing my ass off. The shack hadn’t seen a costumer all day and it was boring the hell out of me. Then the first exciting thing of the day happened. Dipper came running down from his and his sister’s room in the attic with his mystical journal open. This drew not only my attention but Ford’s as well. “Wendy, Wendy!” he yelled excitedly as he came up to me and slammed the book on the counter and I smiled “Whoa dude who put ants in your

You get a letter from your family about every 6 weeks, the next one should be due today! You where excited to see about how your sister was doing, she has been sick for a while. "Hey (Y/N) You have a letter" Medic tells you while handing the paper to you. "Thanks Medic!" You say with a bright smile on your face. You tare open the letter to read it excited to see how your sisters doing. As you read down the letter your smile slowly starts to fade and soon you have tears puddled up in your eyes you cover your mouth as tears start falling rapidly. You drop the letter and run to your room not caring if everyone was staring at you. You cry you

 Buildings were burning.  People’s screams filled the air.  Cries and moans could be heard from the injured, the victims of the horrific attack that’d happened here. I sighed and plopped down on the remains of the city hall, staring out at the havoc that’d been wreaked by none other than my own roommate.  “Carl, we’re supposed to be on vacation…” “I don’t know about you, but I am having a wonderful time.”  Carl walked over, carrying suitcases in each hand.  He was wearing his beanie of course, and a t-shirt that had ‘Viva la Résistance!’ written on it in scrawled lette