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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Gum Grafting With Alloderm
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Merry Christmas!
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
What Kind Of Shirt Goes With A Ascot
Advent Calendar: 22, 23 and 24 December
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Stories from 1 to December 21 are here!
Title: A precious gift
Fandom: in Viewfinder You're my loveprize
Characters: Akihito Takaba
Prompt: "fall at the last minute gifts with" + 10. Bag the Criticombola
Contaparole: 907
Notes: the date hereof, 55,000 yen is about 420 €. Not beta, no party!
Akihito Takaba had decided that Christmas would not be reduced to make last-minute gifts, so just received the salary of November, went to the mall nearest to his house and bought the thoughts for his friends and his parents. Carefree wandering between the windows, without the crowd to take away the breath, or anxiety about not finding what he sought, he felt extremely happy with himself. His gaze lingered in front of a shop in particular, selling leather goods: a place where he normally could not get even in a dream, but he had hit a black leather bag, laptop port, a subject of great class and very comfortable, for frequent travelers or manager, as he explained a very nice job. The image of Asami with the leather bag in her hands appeared to clear the mind and so he decided he'd donated to the manic for Christmas.
- How much does it cost? - Asked euphoric.
- Not much - said the girl friendly - Just 55,000 yen!
55,000 yen? Akihito tried to avoid going to faint on the spot and maintained a certain attitude, as if that figure, which is usually earned after several days of hard work, it was a no brainer.
- I understand ... Maybe I will come back ... -
- During Christmas we will make a promotional offer, but do not say that around - he confided the seller - will put some articles to 15%!
Akihito made a forced smile and went out, but once back home, he began to do some 'accounts: If you work organized for the month of December could hope to make it: the bag with the discount would have cost only 46,750 yen, he ate and worked like a mule, he could do it, had two photo shoots for weddings and corporate party already set, there were more reports from freelance and could grab some other work during the month estimated that 20 December would have the necessary sum. On 20 December was close to Christmas, but that Asami was the only gift that remained to be done: yes, we would have done it!
Akihito Takaba worked hard throughout the first half of December, also did some extra work, such as help for a move, he kept a daily count of its financial progress and from time to time he passed the store to see if the bag was still unsold, December 16 happened, though, something unexpected: it busca a terrible cold, because of a photo shoot outdoors, with a fever 38 ° and a headache by the book, he had to give up their service for the second marriage, or that a substantial and essential input.
the morning of December 20, Akihito looked sad his statement, was under a lot ', the idea of giving to the leather bag Asami was fading badly, unless a miracle ... or a job that did earn well and quickly, but other than prostitution (something that would have been able Asami to make him a bad end) does not occur to him more.
The next four days passed quickly between work and the aftermath of the cold, and with a sense of defeat in the heart, on the morning of December 24 Takaba barred the date on the calendar. He had taken the afternoon off to see themselves with friends to do some 'of partying together, went ahead and decided to make a detour to the front window of the shop of leather goods: the black leather bag was still there, beautiful and elegant but the price tag deals struck him in the stomach like a fist terribly and tragically over budget. In most, but it occurred to him just at that moment, had not bought anything to Asami, while that for sure would be presented with some expensive gift. The hands of the big analog clock that hung from the ceiling of the mall beat the 18.00 hours: the shops were closed about an hour. He began to spin spasmodically through the crowd, drowning out the heat in the crowded shops and cursing, because there was not the right size, color elsewhere because he liked the scarf was sold out. Akihito at the end was to get out of that hell of consumerism exhausted and, above all, empty-handed: there was nothing that could be good for Asami, apart from the damn bag. He went with his head down in front of the leather goods shop, who were already closing down, but the pretty committed the last time she recognized him and called him.
- But you're not the guy who wanted so much black leather bag? Have you been here I do not know how many times this month!
Akihito smiled embarrassed - Yes, yes, but in the end I did not put aside the money.
- It's for someone special, right? - Akihito blushed to the tips of the hair - the shop will close later this month, because of the economic crisis, so we are making huge discounts ... without telling your boss, if you tell me how much you spend, I give the same bag! - the girl said with a wink.
Takaba's face brightened into a beaming smile and followed the order in the store this paperwork carefully the bag and put a nice red bow on it.
- Merry Christmas - said delivering the package.
- Yes, Merry Christmas to you too! - The boy left the shop and went whistling appointment with his friends, Asami would see him at night.
Title: A Christmas Carol for Sirius Black
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius / Remus + Teddy (cited Severus, Dumbledore, the Potter)
Prompt: "Fables waiting for the midnight
Contaparole: 1945
Note: this ff is a spinoff unauthorized alternate universe created by zia_chu where Remus and Sirius are a happy couple (yes, Sirius is magically alive) and grow with love the little Teddy (Tonks is only a meteor, necessary to power of the subsidiary ... fangirl!). Not betata, possible (even likely) OOC.
After the lavish dinner, the delicious pudding and a glass of cherry to warm up a bit ', Remus, Sirius and Teddy to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace, where three red stockings hung waiting to be filled: it was Eve Christmas.
- Teddy, you want to read that story tonight? - asked the father.
- Uhmmm ... I do not know, a beautiful! - Said the boy.
- "A Christmas Carol" seems suitable for the evening - decreed Remus approached the library to research the book.
- I know this story all of a sudden, "said Sirius. Remus stared at him puzzled when Sirius Black had never read a book, moreover, a writer's father?
- you know her?
- Reliable - nodded to believe - James told me once.
Remus ever wondered what's really had told James Potter Black and what he could remember after all these years, but since the man was very euphoric, drew the book from the shelf and blew away a little 'dust.
- That's not needed - peremptory Sirius said - I told you I know this story, I can tell by heart.
- I do not think ... - Lupin dared anxious, but Teddy had already curled up on the legs of Sirius and waited anxiously that it starts to tell.
"There was once a rich man, very rich, but so miser named Sirius Black ..."
- How are you? - Teddy asked with surprise, turning his hair into a bright green.
- Scrooge-Remus corrected him.
Sirius smiled at both enigmatic - I remember that James said Sirius Black!
Lupin shook his head, fearing that the bedtime story as an excuse to get messy, but Teddy applauded convinced.
"Mr. Sirius Black had lost the spirit of Christmas, as he was taken to accumulate money, even hated Christmas and hated by all those who celebrated. So on Christmas Eve she returned to her home alone, ate a broth and went to bed. "
- How sad! - Said the child, while her ringlets became gray mouse.
"In fact, Mr. Black was a sad and lonely man, but he would not admit even to himself. Suddenly he heard noises coming from the living room of chains, rose, fearing that the thieves had entered the house, but instead of thieves, he found the ghost of his classmate, a tipaccio of Slytherin, he was always alone and did not think to study and make potions ...
- Severus Snape, who gives us the your ghost in my living room? - Sirius said, laughing at the sad fate of his former partner. The ghost was more pale and haggard than he had been alive, he wore heavy chains of the hands and feet and stared at him with malice.
- I have come to show your end, Sirius Black - the ghost grinned shaking the chains - that's what happens to the lonely close your heart to love and affection more expensive.
- Tsk! - Black shrugged of the warning
- Will this night three spirits to visit you, to save three spirits, Black ...
- Really? - Skeptic asked the miser.
- All you had to say, I told you - Severus Snape concluded contemptuous - I do not think an idiot like you can understand the importance of Christmas time, however, points out, Black, heavy chains are those that you must carry if not tonight will listen to the three spirits of Christmas, said that the ghost flew through the window, Sirius had a good laugh of his words and went back to sleep.
hour later, he was awakened by a noise coming from the kitchen, got out of bed and ran to see: his brother Regulus was eating the rest of his dinner.
- Regulus Black Hands off my dinner! - Shouted pointing his wand, cast a Incarcerus, to tie his brother, but had no effect.
- Save energy and breath, Sirius - Regulus greeted him, or rather the version floating, ethereal girl Regulus Black - I am the spirit of Christmases past and, despite myself, I have to show you what you thought of Christmas when you were a child.
- Go to hell, Reg! - Sirius tried a Stunning, but was unsuccessful, and, without knowing how, found himself in his living room in front of the house Black family tree, amid the confusion of a typical dinner with the whole entire family. He saw himself same eleven, her brother, cousins, uncles, his mother and father, there were those who ate the pudding, who was drinking Butterbeer, who then jumped Chocolate discarded everywhere. There was an atmosphere serene holiday.
- We were happy ... - said Sirius - I do not remember ever being happy at Grimmauld Place.
- It's been a long time ago - Regulus sighed - but it is said that you can not again be happy, maybe with another family ...
- I do not have another family - said the more furious.
- No, but I have friends - gave his brother Regulus is the only smile that evening, it became mist and disappeared. Sirius awoke in his bed. "
Remus looked shocked Sirius - James really told you this story? When?
- A Christmas of long ago - he put the crafty friend.
- And then, Sirius? The spirits were not three? - Teddy asked, his hair a bright yellow.
- now get there, Teddy, takes patience - said the man holding it stronger.
"An hour after the first visit of the spirit, Sirius Black was awakened by the sound of a gentle and polite voice, coming from their bedroom.
- Wake up, Padfoot! - The spirit of Remus Lupin was sitting sedately on the edge of the bed. "
- But Dad - Teddy shouted euphorically, while they changed her hair in an electric blue.
- Perhaps it was him - Sirius replied enigmatically. Then Remus began to understand the story of James, that history must have told his friend when they were still at Hogwarts, during one of those who had spent Christmases together. Sirius had never been a fan of Christmas, unlike him, James and Peter, perhaps because it was not a fan of the family, but from a certain point then stopped hampering their preparations for Christmas, but merely to observe them while decorate their room. That sort of miracle, that Remus had never fully explained, he had to do with the story of that night, James had found a really original to inculcate a bit 'stupid big dog in the Christmas spirit.
- Moony? - Said the miser, pulling down on the bed.
- No, the spirit of Christmas present! - He answered - Let's go for a ride, Padfoot!
The two flew out of the room, Black holding tight to the spirit of Remus, and flew over the snow-covered roof, peeking inside the houses the people were celebrating. They flew up to the school of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, where Headmaster Dumbledore, teachers and students celebrate Christmas, then flew to the land of the Giants, and they also celebrate Christmas, albeit in a crude and abusive.
- Everybody loves Christmas, Padfoot! - Remus said.
- Not me - said Sirius.
- This is the problem, Padfoot! Try to find in your heart a little 'magic of Christmas for your own good and for the good of those who loves you.
- Who loves me ... - he whispered Sirius, and found himself barred peek into the home of James and Lily Potter who celebrated the first Christmas of the little Harry with his friends.
- James and Lily you were invited to spend Christmas with them ...
- I should get them gifts, certainly wanted that offers many galleons gold brat - Sirius mumbled, staring at that little Harry was playing with a bunny fabric .
- The best gift for them would be just your presence - added Remus before turning into fog and leave Sirius alone in his room "
- The Sirius is a bit 'stupid, why not go home to his friends? - Protested Teddy, darken (the hair became dark green).
- Because it was stupid, just like you said, Teddy! - Sirius said, smiling.
"An hour later, Sirius was awake, sitting in the chair, waiting for the third and final spirit. Now no longer derided the unfortunate end of Snape, neither the mania for celebrating Christmas, James and Lily, even felt the nostalgia of Christmases of his childhood in Grimmauld Place.
- You've arrived? - Asked once, when he felt a cold wind spirit behind the neck.
- I am the Ghost of Christmas Future, "said the golden translucent Albus Dumbledore.
- you, Dean? - Asked surprised the miser.
- Yes, come on, Sirius, we have a very painful journey.
Sirius got up from his chair, ready for the worst, but when it materialized in a cemetery along with Dumbledore, he knew that he was not ready. The magician showed him a plaque, without flowers or candles, it was written a name and a date.
- My Grave - There was a question. "
- No - Teddy groaned, clutching stronger Sirius.
- It's only fair, Teddy - the father comforted him, stroking his hair as pitch blacks.
"- There are no flowers, no epitaph - Sirius said in front of his tomb.
- You never wanted to celebrate with anyone, so, little by little, your friends have moved away from you, to forget about your life and you die alone. No one has ever come to bring you a flower - calmly explained the old magician, laid his hand on his shoulder.
- I understand - the miser said in a whisper.
- Me hope so! - Dumbledore smiled, there was fog and disappeared.
Sirius Black was back in his bedroom, he was cold and scared, he shook the blankets in the chest and fell asleep frightened.
Christmas morning jumped out of bed early, opened the windows and shouted to the world - Merry Christmas - A passer-by looked up and took off his hat to greet him, a woman returned with a smile and the children cried with him a second, enthusiastic - Merry Christmas!
Sirius Balck dressed in a hurry, he left the house as fast as he could and reached the home of James and Lily Potter - I'm still in time to celebrate Christmas with you, friends? - Asked almost breathless excitement for the race.
- Of course, you're on time, Padfoot, it's always party time when we are together! - James replied, making him enter the house. Lily helped him take off his coat, while Harry crawling toward him.
- I have not made gifts, but ...
- It does not matter, Sirius - the comforted Lily - You are the gift! Remus, Professor Dumbledore, Moody, and the Longbottom many others are coming for lunch, we will make a wonderful Christmas!
And that was the first of many wonderful Christmases for Sirius Balck and his friends. Finish "
- I liked it, Teddy? - Asked Sirius, but the baby was asleep in his arms to his father.
- I liked it, Padfoot - Remus said, his eyes glistening with emotion.
- Frigni But why? - Sirius asked, annoyed.
- Because it's a nice story, but in the end we were able to pass a only Christmas with James and Lily.
- But now there's Teddy and Harry and so many new friends, "added Sirius, a bit 'touched in turn.
- Just one thing, Sirius, James already knew that she would marry Lily and their child would be called Harry?
- What can you do, Remus, James had done so when He decrees a thing he could always bring it into port ... I think in his head had planned to put on an entire Quidditch team! Poor Lily!
Remus chuckled and only then realized it was past midnight - Merry Christmas, Scrooge!
- Who? -
- No matter - Lupin said, giving him a kiss on the cheek, and brought the small Teddy to bed. Sirius stood still for a moment staring at the fire that was extinguished - Merry Christmas, everyone!
Title: Twenty-four times
Christmas Fandom: Original
Characters: Santa Claus and Rudolf
Prompt: "... Who said that" Christmas "rhymes with" Holiday "?"
Contaparole: 108
Notes: same characters Less than twenty-four to Christmas, it seemed right to finish as I started.
- Ohohoh! - Said the spry old man settling the red jacket edged in white - we are, Rudolf, Today is Christmas Eve! - The red-nosed reindeer and an elf snorted attached it to the yoke of the sleigh - We have a lot of work to be done around the world in twenty-four hours to deliver the gifts at midnight - Santa Claus rode on the box, while the little helpers loaded the last bag with gifts.
- Here we are forced to work night! - Rudolf thought to himself while warming the feet for the long ride that awaited her - Who said that Christmas rhymes with vacation?
I wrote 24 short stories, as per government rules, I used two bonus late and I was able to complete the Advent Calendar. In total I wrote 11,195 words, with an average of 466 words a day. 10 different fandoms have been touched, the most prolific is that of the original with 7 stories that beats one measure X . I opened 3 new fandom: Up, Lady Oscar Hetalia and Axis Powers. I received 21 comments, something which I thank you very much!
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
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michiru_kaiou7 Stories from 1 to December 21 are here!
Title: A precious gift
Fandom: in Viewfinder You're my loveprize
Characters: Akihito Takaba
Prompt: "fall at the last minute gifts with" + 10. Bag the Criticombola
Contaparole: 907
Notes: the date hereof, 55,000 yen is about 420 €. Not beta, no party!
Akihito Takaba had decided that Christmas would not be reduced to make last-minute gifts, so just received the salary of November, went to the mall nearest to his house and bought the thoughts for his friends and his parents. Carefree wandering between the windows, without the crowd to take away the breath, or anxiety about not finding what he sought, he felt extremely happy with himself. His gaze lingered in front of a shop in particular, selling leather goods: a place where he normally could not get even in a dream, but he had hit a black leather bag, laptop port, a subject of great class and very comfortable, for frequent travelers or manager, as he explained a very nice job. The image of Asami with the leather bag in her hands appeared to clear the mind and so he decided he'd donated to the manic for Christmas.
- How much does it cost? - Asked euphoric.
- Not much - said the girl friendly - Just 55,000 yen!
55,000 yen? Akihito tried to avoid going to faint on the spot and maintained a certain attitude, as if that figure, which is usually earned after several days of hard work, it was a no brainer.
- I understand ... Maybe I will come back ... -
- During Christmas we will make a promotional offer, but do not say that around - he confided the seller - will put some articles to 15%!
Akihito made a forced smile and went out, but once back home, he began to do some 'accounts: If you work organized for the month of December could hope to make it: the bag with the discount would have cost only 46,750 yen, he ate and worked like a mule, he could do it, had two photo shoots for weddings and corporate party already set, there were more reports from freelance and could grab some other work during the month estimated that 20 December would have the necessary sum. On 20 December was close to Christmas, but that Asami was the only gift that remained to be done: yes, we would have done it!
Akihito Takaba worked hard throughout the first half of December, also did some extra work, such as help for a move, he kept a daily count of its financial progress and from time to time he passed the store to see if the bag was still unsold, December 16 happened, though, something unexpected: it busca a terrible cold, because of a photo shoot outdoors, with a fever 38 ° and a headache by the book, he had to give up their service for the second marriage, or that a substantial and essential input.
the morning of December 20, Akihito looked sad his statement, was under a lot ', the idea of giving to the leather bag Asami was fading badly, unless a miracle ... or a job that did earn well and quickly, but other than prostitution (something that would have been able Asami to make him a bad end) does not occur to him more.
The next four days passed quickly between work and the aftermath of the cold, and with a sense of defeat in the heart, on the morning of December 24 Takaba barred the date on the calendar. He had taken the afternoon off to see themselves with friends to do some 'of partying together, went ahead and decided to make a detour to the front window of the shop of leather goods: the black leather bag was still there, beautiful and elegant but the price tag deals struck him in the stomach like a fist terribly and tragically over budget. In most, but it occurred to him just at that moment, had not bought anything to Asami, while that for sure would be presented with some expensive gift. The hands of the big analog clock that hung from the ceiling of the mall beat the 18.00 hours: the shops were closed about an hour. He began to spin spasmodically through the crowd, drowning out the heat in the crowded shops and cursing, because there was not the right size, color elsewhere because he liked the scarf was sold out. Akihito at the end was to get out of that hell of consumerism exhausted and, above all, empty-handed: there was nothing that could be good for Asami, apart from the damn bag. He went with his head down in front of the leather goods shop, who were already closing down, but the pretty committed the last time she recognized him and called him.
- But you're not the guy who wanted so much black leather bag? Have you been here I do not know how many times this month!
Akihito smiled embarrassed - Yes, yes, but in the end I did not put aside the money.
- It's for someone special, right? - Akihito blushed to the tips of the hair - the shop will close later this month, because of the economic crisis, so we are making huge discounts ... without telling your boss, if you tell me how much you spend, I give the same bag! - the girl said with a wink.
Takaba's face brightened into a beaming smile and followed the order in the store this paperwork carefully the bag and put a nice red bow on it.
- Merry Christmas - said delivering the package.
- Yes, Merry Christmas to you too! - The boy left the shop and went whistling appointment with his friends, Asami would see him at night.
Title: A Christmas Carol for Sirius Black
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius / Remus + Teddy (cited Severus, Dumbledore, the Potter)
Prompt: "Fables waiting for the midnight
Contaparole: 1945
Note: this ff is a spinoff unauthorized alternate universe created by
zia_chu where Remus and Sirius are a happy couple (yes, Sirius is magically alive) and grow with love the little Teddy (Tonks is only a meteor, necessary to power of the subsidiary ... fangirl!). Not betata, possible (even likely) OOC. After the lavish dinner, the delicious pudding and a glass of cherry to warm up a bit ', Remus, Sirius and Teddy to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace, where three red stockings hung waiting to be filled: it was Eve Christmas.
- Teddy, you want to read that story tonight? - asked the father.
- Uhmmm ... I do not know, a beautiful! - Said the boy.
- "A Christmas Carol" seems suitable for the evening - decreed Remus approached the library to research the book.
- I know this story all of a sudden, "said Sirius. Remus stared at him puzzled when Sirius Black had never read a book, moreover, a writer's father?
- you know her?
- Reliable - nodded to believe - James told me once.
Remus ever wondered what's really had told James Potter Black and what he could remember after all these years, but since the man was very euphoric, drew the book from the shelf and blew away a little 'dust.
- That's not needed - peremptory Sirius said - I told you I know this story, I can tell by heart.
- I do not think ... - Lupin dared anxious, but Teddy had already curled up on the legs of Sirius and waited anxiously that it starts to tell.
"There was once a rich man, very rich, but so miser named Sirius Black ..."
- How are you? - Teddy asked with surprise, turning his hair into a bright green.
- Scrooge-Remus corrected him.
Sirius smiled at both enigmatic - I remember that James said Sirius Black!
Lupin shook his head, fearing that the bedtime story as an excuse to get messy, but Teddy applauded convinced.
"Mr. Sirius Black had lost the spirit of Christmas, as he was taken to accumulate money, even hated Christmas and hated by all those who celebrated. So on Christmas Eve she returned to her home alone, ate a broth and went to bed. "
- How sad! - Said the child, while her ringlets became gray mouse.
"In fact, Mr. Black was a sad and lonely man, but he would not admit even to himself. Suddenly he heard noises coming from the living room of chains, rose, fearing that the thieves had entered the house, but instead of thieves, he found the ghost of his classmate, a tipaccio of Slytherin, he was always alone and did not think to study and make potions ...
- Severus Snape, who gives us the your ghost in my living room? - Sirius said, laughing at the sad fate of his former partner. The ghost was more pale and haggard than he had been alive, he wore heavy chains of the hands and feet and stared at him with malice.
- I have come to show your end, Sirius Black - the ghost grinned shaking the chains - that's what happens to the lonely close your heart to love and affection more expensive.
- Tsk! - Black shrugged of the warning
- Will this night three spirits to visit you, to save three spirits, Black ...
- Really? - Skeptic asked the miser.
- All you had to say, I told you - Severus Snape concluded contemptuous - I do not think an idiot like you can understand the importance of Christmas time, however, points out, Black, heavy chains are those that you must carry if not tonight will listen to the three spirits of Christmas, said that the ghost flew through the window, Sirius had a good laugh of his words and went back to sleep.
hour later, he was awakened by a noise coming from the kitchen, got out of bed and ran to see: his brother Regulus was eating the rest of his dinner.
- Regulus Black Hands off my dinner! - Shouted pointing his wand, cast a Incarcerus, to tie his brother, but had no effect.
- Save energy and breath, Sirius - Regulus greeted him, or rather the version floating, ethereal girl Regulus Black - I am the spirit of Christmases past and, despite myself, I have to show you what you thought of Christmas when you were a child.
- Go to hell, Reg! - Sirius tried a Stunning, but was unsuccessful, and, without knowing how, found himself in his living room in front of the house Black family tree, amid the confusion of a typical dinner with the whole entire family. He saw himself same eleven, her brother, cousins, uncles, his mother and father, there were those who ate the pudding, who was drinking Butterbeer, who then jumped Chocolate discarded everywhere. There was an atmosphere serene holiday.
- We were happy ... - said Sirius - I do not remember ever being happy at Grimmauld Place.
- It's been a long time ago - Regulus sighed - but it is said that you can not again be happy, maybe with another family ...
- I do not have another family - said the more furious.
- No, but I have friends - gave his brother Regulus is the only smile that evening, it became mist and disappeared. Sirius awoke in his bed. "
Remus looked shocked Sirius - James really told you this story? When?
- A Christmas of long ago - he put the crafty friend.
- And then, Sirius? The spirits were not three? - Teddy asked, his hair a bright yellow.
- now get there, Teddy, takes patience - said the man holding it stronger.
"An hour after the first visit of the spirit, Sirius Black was awakened by the sound of a gentle and polite voice, coming from their bedroom.
- Wake up, Padfoot! - The spirit of Remus Lupin was sitting sedately on the edge of the bed. "
- But Dad - Teddy shouted euphorically, while they changed her hair in an electric blue.
- Perhaps it was him - Sirius replied enigmatically. Then Remus began to understand the story of James, that history must have told his friend when they were still at Hogwarts, during one of those who had spent Christmases together. Sirius had never been a fan of Christmas, unlike him, James and Peter, perhaps because it was not a fan of the family, but from a certain point then stopped hampering their preparations for Christmas, but merely to observe them while decorate their room. That sort of miracle, that Remus had never fully explained, he had to do with the story of that night, James had found a really original to inculcate a bit 'stupid big dog in the Christmas spirit.
- Moony? - Said the miser, pulling down on the bed.
- No, the spirit of Christmas present! - He answered - Let's go for a ride, Padfoot!
The two flew out of the room, Black holding tight to the spirit of Remus, and flew over the snow-covered roof, peeking inside the houses the people were celebrating. They flew up to the school of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, where Headmaster Dumbledore, teachers and students celebrate Christmas, then flew to the land of the Giants, and they also celebrate Christmas, albeit in a crude and abusive.
- Everybody loves Christmas, Padfoot! - Remus said.
- Not me - said Sirius.
- This is the problem, Padfoot! Try to find in your heart a little 'magic of Christmas for your own good and for the good of those who loves you.
- Who loves me ... - he whispered Sirius, and found himself barred peek into the home of James and Lily Potter who celebrated the first Christmas of the little Harry with his friends.
- James and Lily you were invited to spend Christmas with them ...
- I should get them gifts, certainly wanted that offers many galleons gold brat - Sirius mumbled, staring at that little Harry was playing with a bunny fabric .
- The best gift for them would be just your presence - added Remus before turning into fog and leave Sirius alone in his room "
- The Sirius is a bit 'stupid, why not go home to his friends? - Protested Teddy, darken (the hair became dark green).
- Because it was stupid, just like you said, Teddy! - Sirius said, smiling.
"An hour later, Sirius was awake, sitting in the chair, waiting for the third and final spirit. Now no longer derided the unfortunate end of Snape, neither the mania for celebrating Christmas, James and Lily, even felt the nostalgia of Christmases of his childhood in Grimmauld Place.
- You've arrived? - Asked once, when he felt a cold wind spirit behind the neck.
- I am the Ghost of Christmas Future, "said the golden translucent Albus Dumbledore.
- you, Dean? - Asked surprised the miser.
- Yes, come on, Sirius, we have a very painful journey.
Sirius got up from his chair, ready for the worst, but when it materialized in a cemetery along with Dumbledore, he knew that he was not ready. The magician showed him a plaque, without flowers or candles, it was written a name and a date.
- My Grave - There was a question. "
- No - Teddy groaned, clutching stronger Sirius.
- It's only fair, Teddy - the father comforted him, stroking his hair as pitch blacks.
"- There are no flowers, no epitaph - Sirius said in front of his tomb.
- You never wanted to celebrate with anyone, so, little by little, your friends have moved away from you, to forget about your life and you die alone. No one has ever come to bring you a flower - calmly explained the old magician, laid his hand on his shoulder.
- I understand - the miser said in a whisper.
- Me hope so! - Dumbledore smiled, there was fog and disappeared.
Sirius Black was back in his bedroom, he was cold and scared, he shook the blankets in the chest and fell asleep frightened.
Christmas morning jumped out of bed early, opened the windows and shouted to the world - Merry Christmas - A passer-by looked up and took off his hat to greet him, a woman returned with a smile and the children cried with him a second, enthusiastic - Merry Christmas!
Sirius Balck dressed in a hurry, he left the house as fast as he could and reached the home of James and Lily Potter - I'm still in time to celebrate Christmas with you, friends? - Asked almost breathless excitement for the race.
- Of course, you're on time, Padfoot, it's always party time when we are together! - James replied, making him enter the house. Lily helped him take off his coat, while Harry crawling toward him.
- I have not made gifts, but ...
- It does not matter, Sirius - the comforted Lily - You are the gift! Remus, Professor Dumbledore, Moody, and the Longbottom many others are coming for lunch, we will make a wonderful Christmas!
And that was the first of many wonderful Christmases for Sirius Balck and his friends. Finish "
- I liked it, Teddy? - Asked Sirius, but the baby was asleep in his arms to his father.
- I liked it, Padfoot - Remus said, his eyes glistening with emotion.
- Frigni But why? - Sirius asked, annoyed.
- Because it's a nice story, but in the end we were able to pass a only Christmas with James and Lily.
- But now there's Teddy and Harry and so many new friends, "added Sirius, a bit 'touched in turn.
- Just one thing, Sirius, James already knew that she would marry Lily and their child would be called Harry?
- What can you do, Remus, James had done so when He decrees a thing he could always bring it into port ... I think in his head had planned to put on an entire Quidditch team! Poor Lily!
Remus chuckled and only then realized it was past midnight - Merry Christmas, Scrooge!
- Who? -
- No matter - Lupin said, giving him a kiss on the cheek, and brought the small Teddy to bed. Sirius stood still for a moment staring at the fire that was extinguished - Merry Christmas, everyone!
Title: Twenty-four times
Christmas Fandom: Original
Characters: Santa Claus and Rudolf
Prompt: "... Who said that" Christmas "rhymes with" Holiday "?"
Contaparole: 108
Notes: same characters Less than twenty-four to Christmas, it seemed right to finish as I started.
- Ohohoh! - Said the spry old man settling the red jacket edged in white - we are, Rudolf, Today is Christmas Eve! - The red-nosed reindeer and an elf snorted attached it to the yoke of the sleigh - We have a lot of work to be done around the world in twenty-four hours to deliver the gifts at midnight - Santa Claus rode on the box, while the little helpers loaded the last bag with gifts.
- Here we are forced to work night! - Rudolf thought to himself while warming the feet for the long ride that awaited her - Who said that Christmas rhymes with vacation?
I wrote 24 short stories, as per government rules, I used two bonus late and I was able to complete the Advent Calendar. In total I wrote 11,195 words, with an average of 466 words a day. 10 different fandoms have been touched, the most prolific is that of the original with 7 stories that beats one measure X . I opened 3 new fandom: Up, Lady Oscar Hetalia and Axis Powers. I received 21 comments, something which I thank you very much!
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Masterbate With Pillow
audrey_darko @ 2009-12-13T12: 38:00
I can't do otherwise - unfortunately, there is no embed code for this clip and I'm not so much of an HTML expert to create one.
Anyway, that is The Persuaders Theme - I love it, it's so mysterious and fascinating ♥
The show is entertaining too: very relaxing and funny.
The 7 Days Meme
Day one • a song
Day two • a picture
Day three • a book/ebook/fanfic
Day four • a site
Day five • a youtube clip
Day six • a quote
Day seven • whatever tickles your fancy
Day one • a song
Day two • a picture
Day three • a book/ebook/fanfic
Day four • a site
Day five • a youtube clip
Day six • a quote
Day seven • whatever tickles your fancy
I can't do otherwise - unfortunately, there is no embed code for this clip and I'm not so much of an HTML expert to create one.
Anyway, that is The Persuaders Theme - I love it, it's so mysterious and fascinating ♥
The show is entertaining too: very relaxing and funny.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
What Are Some Quotes With Place In It?
Fuck yeah. Muse @
Just so you know. Now, I'm going to search for a countdown thingy to put on my profile, since I'm *that* excited and *that* addicted to this band and I'm not ashamed of it :D
Just so you know. Now, I'm going to search for a countdown thingy to put on my profile, since I'm *that* excited and *that* addicted to this band and I'm not ashamed of it :D
Sunday, December 6, 2009
What Does An Infiltrate In A Chest Exray Mean
Palaolimpico, Turin (post to unified networks)
Non so where to start, because I really want to bring * all * about it. Not for the sake of completeness, but because I know and I know my memory skills, I do not want to recall briefly this evening because there were so many things that have helped make this event something special to receiving as unfair to take out even one.
The trip, for example. Half-cross the peninsula with heavy rain and gray skies that threatened to truck splashed across the central reservation of the motorway and the snow that had turned Barberino del Mugello in a postcard from the tundra is not something that I want forget, even though I had a fear
xD fucking half an hour or maybe less, I was not watching the clock, to meet up with my companions adventure (Sara and Anna \u0026lt;3) because it is damn Palaolimpico a perfect stranger pour moi. Ergo, I was trying to get a ticket Forum not numbered gate reserved for the South Stand Not Numbered (no difference, because I had settled in those parts of Matt I only saw the bony ass for about two hours - I do not know that review will be made on my behalf, but the back of Bellamy at the end it matters little to me xD)
Poooi, was' then delirium. Le gros delire . El delirios great. (Eh?)
That is, before the Biffy Clyro (help me say "buuuuuuu !!"), then four or five fake by those three fucking teases (full view from our side to kind public meeting the building: "It 's A FINTAAAAA!" xD), then their platforms that are illuminated from beneath the sheets from which they had covered.
The sheets fall, and I nearly collapsed on the floor too.
are there. Are true. They are there for me too.
Bellamy is ... It 'just Bellamy : has weird glasses, the green light to shoot us over during Uprising, the jacket with a pleated tail (!!), the shadows under the cheekbones and skinny legs. More than I expected, by the way (it is two-dimensional O_o).
After the moment of crisis in which I tried to accept the idea that they are flesh and blood like me, the rest is exaltation.
I could not even choose the best moment: they're perfect. Really. That is, in live on Youtube, I regularly track deburring, changes ... I live is almost impossible. Uh, and I thought I would cry because the emotion is legendary in my family since I was waiting for that moment since June, when I arrived home with tickets courier (DHT I luv ya \u0026lt;3), but since I started a blog to the pure purpose of whining "buhuhu, Muse are in Florence and I'm here in Rieti , Buhui "- two years ago.
And you know that in the end I drank from the water bottle of Matthew Bellamy xD? With Anna I urged, "Drink! Beeeevi "style initiation chissacosa? And you know that during the jam by Chris and Dom have sung Taste In Men (E 'EQUAL! I'm not kidding!)? And I know that the wolf ears and pigtails side that I did at least four years and I screamed like a fishmonger at every intro song? And that is turin a pub where you are absurd giant pizzas, forward Adriano Celentano, Elvis and metal poor and on the walls are painted skeletons and "This bathroom is for boys"?
know that I would gladly spend the rest of my days in Turin spread around in the back seat of a car on fire with his throat mumbling the words of Without You I'm Nothing? There is no better aftershow. Placebo extol the adrenaline is a pleasure.
I will think of something else, I think. There is too much I want to tell and is a too trivial details that affect only me. If we feel good as ever in my life can be considered a retail or futile.
I am just saying thank you. Graziegraziegrazie. I could thank everyone who helped make this experience unforgettable forever. Thanks to all periodic (lol).
I travelled half the world country to say
you are my Muse
you are my Muse
Non so where to start, because I really want to bring * all * about it. Not for the sake of completeness, but because I know and I know my memory skills, I do not want to recall briefly this evening because there were so many things that have helped make this event something special to receiving as unfair to take out even one.
The trip, for example. Half-cross the peninsula with heavy rain and gray skies that threatened to truck splashed across the central reservation of the motorway and the snow that had turned Barberino del Mugello in a postcard from the tundra is not something that I want forget, even though I had a fear
xD fucking half an hour or maybe less, I was not watching the clock, to meet up with my companions adventure (Sara and Anna \u0026lt;3) because it is damn Palaolimpico a perfect stranger pour moi. Ergo, I was trying to get a ticket Forum not numbered gate reserved for the South Stand Not Numbered (no difference, because I had settled in those parts of Matt I only saw the bony ass for about two hours - I do not know that review will be made on my behalf, but the back of Bellamy at the end it matters little to me xD)
Poooi, was' then delirium. Le gros delire . El delirios great. (Eh?)
That is, before the Biffy Clyro (help me say "buuuuuuu !!"), then four or five fake by those three fucking teases (full view from our side to kind public meeting the building: "It 's A FINTAAAAA!" xD), then their platforms that are illuminated from beneath the sheets from which they had covered.
The sheets fall, and I nearly collapsed on the floor too.
are there. Are true. They are there for me too.
Bellamy is ... It 'just Bellamy : has weird glasses, the green light to shoot us over during Uprising, the jacket with a pleated tail (!!), the shadows under the cheekbones and skinny legs. More than I expected, by the way (it is two-dimensional O_o).
After the moment of crisis in which I tried to accept the idea that they are flesh and blood like me, the rest is exaltation.
I could not even choose the best moment: they're perfect. Really. That is, in live on Youtube, I regularly track deburring, changes ... I live is almost impossible. Uh, and I thought I would cry because the emotion is legendary in my family since I was waiting for that moment since June, when I arrived home with tickets courier (DHT I luv ya \u0026lt;3), but since I started a blog to the pure purpose of whining "buhuhu, Muse are in Florence and I'm here in Rieti , Buhui "- two years ago.
And you know that in the end I drank from the water bottle of Matthew Bellamy xD? With Anna I urged, "Drink! Beeeevi "style initiation chissacosa? And you know that during the jam by Chris and Dom have sung Taste In Men (E 'EQUAL! I'm not kidding!)? And I know that the wolf ears and pigtails side that I did at least four years and I screamed like a fishmonger at every intro song? And that is turin a pub where you are absurd giant pizzas, forward Adriano Celentano, Elvis and metal poor and on the walls are painted skeletons and "This bathroom is for boys"?
know that I would gladly spend the rest of my days in Turin spread around in the back seat of a car on fire with his throat mumbling the words of Without You I'm Nothing? There is no better aftershow. Placebo extol the adrenaline is a pleasure.
I will think of something else, I think. There is too much I want to tell and is a too trivial details that affect only me. If we feel good as ever in my life can be considered a retail or futile.
I am just saying thank you. Graziegraziegrazie. I could thank everyone who helped make this experience unforgettable forever. Thanks to all periodic (lol).
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