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Michaela, Nikita and Jazzmine's Prank on ReaderMichaela, Nikita and Jazzmine's prank on Reader
A/N: Yep! My first character and Reader story! Don't judge this, please?
Disclaimer: I only own Michaela and Nikita. Jazzmine belongs to Dedeboo.
(I/T/H): Insert tittle here
(I/N/H): Insert name here
(I/E/H): Insert eye color here
(I/H/C): Insert hair colour
Now let's cut the crap and get on with show!
"Are you sure about this prank, sis?" Nikita whispered to her twin sister, as they stare over you with you fave book/magazine/novel/comic (I/T/H) over your face as you sleep on the couch, slightly snoring. "You sure he/she won't get pissed off after this little joke?"
"He/She will, if you don't keep you mouth shut!" Michaela half-whispered, half-hissed at her sister angrily, then a brown cat entered the room with a bucket full of Kool-Aid in a crazy colour, face paint, earmuffs, hair dryer, bows, ribbons and a brush.
"Hey Jazz." Michaela greeted her, whispering. "You got the stuff ready for (I/N/H)'s hair?"
"Do I ever?" Jazzmine whispe
A Royal Secret Chapter 28
A Royal Secret
Chapter 28: Ultimate Showdown! pt 1
Amy was walking in the woods being escorted by Knuckles and Shadow to Scourge’s castle. Even though Sonic explained his plan to everyone on how to outsmart Scourge and save both Amy and Sonia.
“I don’t know guys…” Amy said nervously as the trio approached the castle that was coming into view. “Even though Sonic told the plan about twice, I’m still afraid that we can pull it off.”
“Believe me Amy.” Knuckles said, not looking at the female hedgehog. “Even I have some deep doubts about this…”
“But for Sonic’s and Sonia’s sakes, we have to try.” Shadow agreed as they made it to the castle where Brute and Miles were waiting. They caught eyesight of the two hedgehogs and echidna approaching.
“They’re here.” Brute whispered to Miles in his ear as he looked at the small company coming towards them, casually.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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