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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Isabella's Links

Hi here are my fan fiction Sex and the City links:

1. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7617748/1/The-Perfect-Name

2. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6530105/1/For-Better-or-Worse

3. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6003423/1/Big-Changes

4. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8334542/1/Blossom-Like-a-Lily

5. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6986049/1/Baby-Showers-bring-thoughts-about-babies

Isabella Couwenberg Fanfiction Draft

Sex and the City

It was the five words I never thought I’d hear Big say, “I think, I want kids”. It was a statement I never thought I’d have the option to even think about. Big and I had always been clear that we did marriage our way. We’d always agreed to follow our ‘Me and you, just us two’ unfollowed approach to tailor our marriage to be exactly how we’d wanted it.

It wasn’t until we were lying in bed, and Big was snoring that I really stopped to think. Perhaps this was something I’d always wanted but hadn’t realized. I didn’t know whether it was even possible, we both lead such busy lives. Big was about to launch his own company and I was swamped while venturing a new chapter in my life, writing movie scrips. As the clock ticked to 2am, I felt my eye lids slowly growing heavier and I collapsed into a deep sleep.

Three days had past since Big had made his questionable statement and I was finally catching up with the girls. Samantha had just arrived back from a two week safari with Riccardo in the South African jungle. Charlotte had spent the weekend down in the Hamptons with Harry’s family, and Miranda had been on a mini second honeymoon with Steve to celebrate a year since they had rekindled.

As we all sat down to lunch I could tell everybody was bursting to talk about their own trips and that no one would be willing to be confronted with my dilemma. Charlotte, who had been disapproving but more importantly worried about Samantha’s trip to Africa eagerly addressed Samantha, “So, how was it?”, “ladies let me tell you, there is nothing quite like waking up in a tent in the middle of Africa with the view of Riccardo’s arse...”, “Samantha!! Please, Lily and Rose are here!” Charlotte pleadingly interrupted, immediately regretting even asking. I couldn’t keep it in any longer I had to get to the point, “I’m really sorry to do this but Big wants kids.” I uncontrollably blurted out, “and I have no idea how I feel about it.” I finished with a sigh. “Carrie thats amazing!!” I think Charlotte was just glad for another topic, “Honey that’s great but what do you want?” asked Samantha. Miranda hadn’t even heard what I’d said. Ever since starting at her new job she’d become even more in love with work, which was great for her but meant she rarely looked away from her Blackberry. “Well Miranda?” Samantha’s tolerance had been wearing with Miranda’s barely even here attitude the past couple of months. “Sorry Carrie,” Miranda apologized, “what was it you were saying?”. “Oh no, it’s not a problem,” Samantha interuptted “Big wants to have kids.”. “He what?”, I could tell that Miranda was shocked but also embarrassed for not hearing the first time. “Yeah well Big and I were having dinner the other night and it some how came up. I’d never expected to hear anything like that from him. What with the wedding and where we are in our lives. I just don’t know?” I could hear myself blabbering, it was a good thing the waiter was there to both save me and take my order.

It had been a full hour and half, we had discussed multiple topics but we always seemed to find ourselves back on the baby issue. I was starting to get a nervous feeling in my stomach, as I was starting to realize I think I knew how I felt, and perhaps Big wasn’t going to like it. As we left the restaurant and all started to venture off our separate ways, Charlotte stopped me. “Look Carrie, I know this is completely your own decision and you shouldn’t let anyone but you influence it I just thought I should tell you. Having children has been the most amazing and rewarding experience of my life, I never knew I could feel love so strong toward two little people. But I just want you to know whatever you and Big choose I will support and respect.” I gave her a big hug, thanked her, then made my way home, with a quick detour through central park.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Helen's draft

Misaki glanced over at the ring that Usui had proposed to her with. A small smile had appeared on her face.

Later that evening

“Usui, where are we going?” Misaki asked

“It’s a surprise.” Usui replied as they walked along the busy street holding hands.

“Are we going to the maid café?” Misaki questioned.

As they walked passed the shops, many windows displayed signs saying Christmas was only a week away.

“Of course not” Usui stressed in a soft tone.

“Why are the lights are off? Should someone be inside? It is not open?” Misaki argued.

“My!, my!, Misaki is full of questions today.” Usui exclaimed.

Misaki blushed. “I’m sorry, I just feel I should study”

Usui sighed in reply, “The entrance examinations are over. We achieved Cambridge University entrance. It is time to relax, ok?”

Misaki accepted.

As they approached the maid café, Usui stopped and asked Misaki.

“I would like you to close your eyes”

Misaki half-jokingly accused Usui “Why? What are you going to do you perverted alien?”

“Are you really going to call me a perverted alien, I am your future husband” He replied in shock.

“Yes, not until you stop acting like one” Misaki stood her ground.

“Fine, just close your eyes then” Usui insisted. She complied.

Misaki disliked how Usui won many of their arguments. Although relationships occur positives and negatives, she felt that most aspects of their lives were negative. She worked many hours of the day and night. Overall 2^nd place status in school did not seem to interest Usui as he was 1^st place. She disapproved.

Usui rushed "Just hold on to my jacket please, since you can not see you must listen to my alluring voice"

"ahh, okay" Misaki could feel her face warm up. (WHY)

Usui’s plan was going as he hoped.

Misaki heard bells jingle that she was familiar with as Usui opened a door.

“You can open your eyes now, Misa-chan" Usui yelled.

"SURPRISE! MISAKI-CHAN AND GOOD LUCK IN STUDYING ABROAD"

“W-w-what?” Her eyes swelled with tears.

Usui had planned a surprise farewell party for Misaki. Usui gathered all her work colleagues, friends and family. He set up balloons, food and a giant banner that said, “GOOD LUCK IN ENGLAND!”

Misaki was shocked “Thank you very much! Everyone.” she bowed to show her appreciation. Everyone cheered in gratitude for Usui and Misaki’s successful relationship. Although some people were sad to see them leave, they were glad the couple was successful.

The only person that was unhappy was Misaki’s father. When he returned from Japan, he attempted to create a family, but instead established his own family debt.

“Please Misaki, don’t leave” her father begged.

She stared at her father and replied. “I have my tickets and I leave in two weeks time”

Upon acknowledgement of her thoughts, he gave her his best wishes for her journey abroad. Misaki’s father felt ashamed for his efforts. He felt as if he was never a decent father. However he was still proud of his daughter therefore he persisted that she return and visit.

“Thank you father, I will try” She relieved.

Misaki thought that everything was perfect as the night went on. She was with people that love her; they wanted her to do her best. Everything was perfect. As the night went on, each person gave the couple their best wishes as they disappeared into the cold wintery night. The couple left for the manager to close up. The couple walked slowly towards Usui’s apartment. Their apartment she corrected herself Their home.

Tora Igarashi finally saw Usui and Misaki walking towards Usui’s apartment. His felt his heart ache. He wanted to be the one to hold Misaki’s hand; he wanted to be the one to be able to hold her the way Usui was able to.

Please comment, this is still in draft form, I may change it here and there.

My links :) Natalie Samy .

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7220233/1/How-the-Minch-Stole-Christmas

http://archiveofourown.org/works/search?utf8=%E2%9C%93&work_search%5Bquery%5D=the+grinch

http://www.fictionpress.com/search.php?keywords=the+grinch&ready=1&type=story

http://harrypotterfanfiction.com/

http://www.fanfiction-library.com/

Draft - Vince

Fanfic draft - Evil Dead: Clean up on aisle 5

opening: outside S-mart shopping complex, a huge white and blue monolith to consumerism,a light rain is falling, flashing red and blue reflects from the wet asphalt car-park that surrounds the building.

A number of black and white police cruisers are arranged outside the main entrance. Several uniformed police officers wearing high vis gear are cordoning off the front to keep out the curious group that always gathers at such sights.

A small crowd is gathering near the scene ready to see something gruesome, they anxiously bounce around on the balls of their feet ready to get a better look, waiting for the inevitable corpse on a gurney moment.

A man draped in a coat is being escorted to a cruiser by two detectives. From under the coat appears what looks like a metal hand.

Standing under the eaves outside, a plain clothes officer questions an S-mart employee about the days happenings.

Officer Gant: 'please repeat what you just said to me about the incident'

Nameless employee: 'Well, it sounds crazy i know, but i saw what i saw' he said staring at the metal handed man being led away.

Officer Gant: 'What do you know about that guy?'

N.E.: 'Who? Ash?, well i only started here about a week ago, so, all i can tell you is this, he seemed kinda normal, well, 'cept for his hand.'

N.E.: 'Just what's going to happen to him?'

Officer Gant: 'Dont worry about him, just go over the details again.'

N.E.: 'Alright, it all happened so fast...'

8:00 am

Welcome to s-mart - a cherry message to the shoppers emanates from the PA system. Standing by the housewares section is Ash Williams, floor manager and customer service representative chatting casually with customers as they pass by.

The fluro lights give off a dull reflection from Ash's prosthetic hand. Everyone who worked at s-mart had questions or theories about the hand but noone voiced them around Ash. It was said he was ex-military, that he had led men into combat, that he had killed before. Coupled with his usual gruff demeanor this made people more than a little wary of him.

However, he seemed upbeat today, as if he knew something good was going to happen.

9:00 am

Milling around the specials section were two elderly customers who seemed to be somewhat confused about some pricing, Ash approaches and helps identify the pricing.

'Thank you' they said in a rushed manner

'Groovy' he said back with a wide grin.

they wandered away giving backwards glances toward the man who pointed out the pricing with that strange metal hand.

10:00 am

In the employee break room staff members are reclining in chairs enjoying the first (or second/third) coffee of the day. Another crushed coffee tin lies in the trash can. Ash tried opening another one, just like the other ones.

11:00 am

This is just the start will be updated and expanded, feel free to leave comments :)