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"Gabe, there's something I want to tell you. . . .," Mal whisper and looked at Gabe longingly. "What is it Mal?" Gabe whispered and pulled her closer. "Gabe, I don't know how to say this but, Gabriel Cunningham, I think, well, I think I love –" "Doctor Cunningham, I suggest you wake up now if you want to be ready when Doctor Malory arrives," RONI announced. Gabe startled awake from his sleeping position on the couch and hit the floor. "Damn robot," he muttered as he trudged to the bathroom in his office. Malory? I was dreaming about Malory? I don't even get that, I'm not even attracted to her in the least bit. He thought. Well, she'

The sun glinted through the window, passing through the shades and sending a warm glow across the room. Camille Martin stretched from her bed and yawned. She slid into her warm fuzzy green slippers and smiled, she had a long day ahead of her.  Camille snatched her robe and headed for the kitchen. As she passed her sister's room on the way, she knocked on the door and yelled in, "Wake up sunshine, it's a big day!" Camille entered the cozy comfortable kitchen and put on some coffee. At the sound of footsteps, she looked up and smiled. "Good morning!" Amethyst Martin chuckled at her sister, she was always so chipper. "Well good morning to you

Sarah ran through the sand towards the pyramid, pushing herself to go faster. Her black cloak covered her short black Egyptian dress. She put up her hood to hide her face. Nearly tripping and falling, she stumbled upon a necklace, a beautiful golden necklace with an eye as the centerpiece lying in the sand. She wrapped it around her neck and fastened the clasp while looking towards the pyramids. "I will find you, my love," she whispered into the wind. Sarah took off running again; the pyramids were within a close distance now. Then, she saw him. He was there standing before her very eyes. He was – "Good morning Domino City! This is yo

Sarah reached out the figure before her, wanting to know more. She could sense all this immense power, yet great wisdom. She knew that he had many things to tell her, but the figure couldn't tell her yet. So Sarah ran towards the shape, she kept running and running until – Lawrence Residence, Early Morning "Good morning Domino City!! It's going to be a warm and sunny day, so, to all who are just waking up, here's a little tune for you to get you morning started! "Walking On Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves! This is DJ Steve Sunshine coming to your from –" "Ugggggghhhh. . ." Sarah moaned and shut off her alarm. She crawled out

The guests all began to leave around one AM, seeing as they all had work the next morning. Malory said goodbye and thanked everyone and of course, Gabe hung back. As Gabe and Mal were at the door, something interesting caught their eye. Elaine and Hank were talking outside, and Elaine was giggling! They two eavesdropped in on their conversation, listening intently. "Elaine, you're such a kind person for helping Gabe organize this and helping Malory out," Hank said, smiling at Elaine. "Well I could say the same about you," Elaine said, blushing like crazy. "Well thank you, now, let me be a gentleman and walk you to your car, ok?" Hank state

". . . Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here? If I were someone else, would this all fall apart? Strange, where were you, when we started this gig? I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me. . ." The door slowly opened and a small amount of light poured into the small medicine closet where Malory was hiding. She covered her face and tried to stop her excessive hyperventilation. She quickly glanced down at her shaking hands; they were covered with the blood that was her tears. Mal hid herself and her face from the figure who'd stepped in the room, she silently hope this person would kill her. "Malory, calm down, br

". . . . There's something about you now, I can't quite figure out Everything she does is beautiful, everything she does is right 'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do Nothing to lose And it's you and me and all of the people And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you and me and all other people with nothing to do Nothing to prove And it's you and me and all of the people And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you. . ." "Gabe, there's something I want to tell you. . . .," Mal whisper and looked at Gabe longingly. "What is it Mal?" Gabe whispered and pulled her closer. "Gabe, I don't

Gabe leaned in and caressed Mal's cheek, and then brought her face close to his. "Gabe I've never –" "Shhhhh. . . . ," Gabe whispered. "But I don't know how to-" "Do what comes naturally." Gabe brought Mal's face closer to his, but not touching yet. Mal could feel his warm breath on her lips, and she smelled the cigarette he'd been smoking earlier. They got closer and closer until Gabe's soft lips began to touch Mal's. And then – BRIIIIIING!!! Malory woke up in a cold sweat. "Damn alarm clock!" She tossed it at the wall and trudged into her kitchen. Right where a coffee machine, stove, microwave, refrigerator, and dishwash

"It can and will get better. There will come a day, I promise, when your thoughts of your son or daughter or husband or wife will bring a smile to your face before it brings a tear." – Vice President Joe Biden on Memorial Day Chapter Thirteen – Ready The ride home is quiet. It's not a comfortable silence but it isn't tense either; we're just too exhausted from our middle-of-the-night emotional trauma to do much talking. By the time we reach the Kimishimas' house I'm still trying to get over the fact that Gabe might not be a horrible person. He turns off the engine and for a few seconds we just sit in the darkness. Part of me does

Chapter Twelve – Somewhere Only We Know Resting my head on her shoulder, I can feel her body swell with each gentle breath she takes, her silent puffs of air tickling the ends of my hair. Her slender arms drape around my tiny build protectively and her fingers skim my shoulder in soothing motions. She smells of magnolias. Though there is no sound I know what she's saying. I've been here before, six years ago, but I clearly remember her soft words as the early morning light slowly illuminates the dull hospital room. The pain will fade soon, baby. In just a day you'll feel so much better. My head throbs and my body burns as the numbing

Patient: Blaze Sanyou Eyes Gabe: hmm? she got bags under her eyes. RONI!!!! RONI: Yes Doctor. Symptom found: Insomina. Hands Gabe: looks like she use magic with those Not a Symptom. Black Pants Gabe: is she a waiter? hmmm Not a Symptom Wings Gabe: She flies pretty well with those. Not a Symptom Shirt and tie Gabe: hey Blaze, could you lift up your shirt for a moment. Blaze: um...er.... Gabe: don't worry Blaze...fine.... Stomach Gabe: so thin, hasn't she ate anything yet? Not a Symptom Gabe: okay you can put your shirt down Blaze: okay..... Gabe: Blaze i need to hear your heart and other areas Blaze: *nod nod* Heart *Rapid beating* Ga

As CR-S01 was surrounded by magical, dancing unicorns, he began to sing a wonderful song about rainbows and butterflies. Everything was PERFECT in CR-S01's world. Nothing could ruin this beautiful land…. Except for CR's alarm clock. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!  CR-S01 slowly opened his eyes. "CR… Turn off your frikken' alarm clock before I beat the life out of you…." CR's roommate, Gabriel Cunningham, groaned from the other side of the room. CR yawned, "Sorry, man. I just woke up." "Well it's been going off for 5 frikken' minutes…." Gabe rolled over to face the wall, "Just turn it off so I can go back to sleep…" "Well I

Chapter Ten – Burned Eggs and Coffee The walk home from Alyssa's house seems much longer than it was last night. Today, however, I'm not fretting over getting mugged or becoming lost. There aren't any worms wiggling around in my shoes too, or at least so I think. Worms are alarmingly sneaky. By the time I return home I'm exhausted and famished, but I'm smiling. Even the awful smell of fire can't bring me down. Wait…fire? I sniff the air again. Yep, something is definitely burning. Following the bitter scent and the sound of a man's cursing, I cautiously enter the kitchen. Messy has always been synonymous with the apartment, but