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VicMonaous: Cell BlockCell Block
The teens plus Rafiki were in the Black Box Theater, where Bobby, Roxanne and Shenzi were rehearsing a play.
“Well, you better look again,” Bobby said, reading off of the script.
“Because there’s been a murder,” Roxanne informed, reading off of the script as well.
Shenzi gasped. “Murder? Where?”
“Right here,” Roxanne pointed to the floor.
“On this underwater submarine,” Bobby informed as Wiggins turned on an underwater sound effect.
“I better wake up the President,” Shenzi thought aloud as she ran over to an emergency phone, and broke the glass covering it, giggling at the noise, before she picked up the phone. “Give me the White House,” She said seriously before giggling again. In the audience, Mona and P.J. were paying attention to their Pearphones instead of the play.
“Oh my God, that’s insane!” Mona exclaimed.
Rafiki turned over to them. “Excuse me?”
VicMonaous: The Breakfast BunchThe Breakfast Bunch
“Well, this is a great way to spend a Saturday,” PJ said sarcastically.
“I have never had detention before,” Mona said.
“I’m kind of nervous,” Bobby piped up.
“If you haven’t made us late to class, we wouldn’t be here,” Roxanne said bluntly, slightly glaring.
“I was choking on a pretzel!” Bobby exclaimed.
“Why do you always have to be choking on something?” PJ questioned.
“Ah, give him a break,” Max defended.
“Yeah, it’s not Bobby’s fault he has a petite throat,” Mona said.
“It’s average!” Bobby retorted.
“Eh!” Bart grunted.
“Hey, who’s in charge of detention anyway?” Mona asked.
“Vice Principal-“ PJ started.
“Mazur.” Roxanne finished. Said man suddenly burst in.
”Morning, wazzbags!” He yelled. He pointed up the stairs. “Detention is that way! In the lib
Summary: After Shenzi turns 16, her father Friar Tuck reminisces about the times when she was only a baby.
Friar Tuck’s POV
I couldn’t believe it; just a month ago, my daughter Shenzi had turned 16 years old, and she was put into the girls’ basketball team at her school. She occasionally practices her skills with a basketball she received as a game prize from the yearly, local county fair with a basketball hoop out in our backyard.
She’s growing so fast, I can hardly keep up. She’s the spitting image of her biological mother, Maya. Except she inherited her eye colors from her biological father.
She was currently up in her bedroom, getting ready for her first day of school after summer break. It seemed like it was only yesterday when I carried her everywhere we went, even when she was able to walk by herself.
But now, she’s more independent, not to mention more social, and is actually dating one of her babyhood friends; Bobby Zimmeruski. Pl
DarkLove: DarkLove BeginsDarkLove Begins
During the day when the sun was still up, Pitch Black flew away from a construction site where one of the workers slept on the job; the Nightmare King decided to punish him his way. After his job was done, he flew around in the sky, looking for another victim.
Before he found anyone to torment, he skidded to a stop. He widened his eyes when he saw a girl on the sidewalk by herself.
He could’ve sworn that he was looking at an angel; seriously, she had black wings. She had long black hair that really contrasted with her white skin. She had pink streaks in her hair as well, with a light pink lace bow on her bangs’ hairline, topping her forehead. She had long pointy ears that had black pearl earrings in. She had a little round, black nose.
Her fluffy skirt’s color and the light cardigan’s color matched her bow; they were a light pink. A tank top she had on was the same color. It was underneath a black, cap-sleeved shirt that had slits in the sleeves
Father's DayRugrats Parody (Original Story)
Today was a day little, 2-year-old Shenzi Tuck had grown to love: Father’s Day. Last year, when she was 1, she made a picture with macaroni and a paper plate. She was laying in her bed already dressed for the day, feeling lazy. She knew her dad would come get her eventually.
She was wearing a black “Daddy’s Little Rock Star” T-shirt for that day, a Lil’ Bats black and white tutu, a white bow with skulls in her long hair, her favorite black and white ruffle socks, and black sneakers. After a few seconds, as she predicted, her daddy Friar Tuck came in and saw her laying in her bed.
“You plan on getting up anytime soon, girlie?” He smirked at her. Shenzi smiled and shook her head. “Oh really? Well, I think a certain someone will change your mind.” Shenzi widened her eyes and quickly stood on the floor, smoothing out her skirt and smiling innocently.
In her 2 years of living, she learne
*PARODY* Rugrats in Paris EpilogueRugrats in Paris
Some time later, Friar Tuck and Felicia had their wedding back home in the US.
“And now the bride and groom will cut the cake,” Goofy announced.
“Now be careful, Felicia, the knife is very sharp,” Friar Tuck warned his new wife as they cut the cake.
“Wasn’t the wedding beautiful?” Gigi asked Kellie.
“I’m just glad I didn’t have to return the toaster oven this time,” Kellie said. Meanwhile, the toddlers were doing another Godfather parody, but Shenzi was the bobfather this time. She was in a black sleeveless kimono dress with red cherries all over and red pipelines.
“Let me put it to you this way, bobfather,” Santana glared, “We’ve been back home for a bunch of yesterdays and you still haven’t delivered the goods. You got your mommy wish, so what do I get, snotfather?”
“Santana!” Frankie exclaimed, “You show her no respect! You can’t tal
*PARODY* Rugrats in Paris Chapter 9Rugrats in Paris
The toddlers continued their way to Notre Dame.
“Come on, give it some gas,” Roxy said, but Matt passed gas.
“Ewe, Matt!” Shenzi groaned. “No offense, but could somebody maybe open a window?” She put her hand over her little nose.
“Okay,” Roxy opened the door to the mouth, where Santana and Frankie were at, “Hello guys.” Frankie climbed up the ladder to where the others were.
“’Bout time you tinkle heads came to the rescue,” Santana glared as she started to climb up.
“Tag, you’re it!” Jean-Claude grabbed Reptar by the tail, making Santana fall of the ladder and grab one of its teeth, and started spinning it around. “Babies go round and round, I’ll launch them from the ground. They will go flying now, their mommies have a cow…” Reptar’s tail come loose, and it flew away into the Eiffel Tower. Bobby accidentally pressed a button,
*PARODY* Rugrats in Paris Chapter 8Rugrats in Paris
The toddlers plus Matt and Santana were sitting in the garage with the robots, while Jean-Claude read a newspaper, not watching them.
“I’m sorry, guys,” Shenzi said, “If I didn’t want a princess mommy so bad, we wouldn’t be in this terrible place.”
“It’s not so terrible,” Maxie smiled, trying to cheer her up, “I mean, at least we gots Reptar to keep us company,” He referred to the robot in front of them.
“Well, I decided I don’t want a princess mommy no more,” Shenzi shook her head, “I don’t need the magic and sparkly dust. Alls I want is a real mommy like you guys gots. I want a mommy who smiles and talks nice to me, and tucks me in at night, and tells me stories… and… who loves me,” She whimpered before she started to cry. A guilty Santana sat next to her and tried to comfort her.
“Oh, come on, Tuck. Don’t cry.
*PARODY* Rugrats in Paris Chapter 7Rugrats in Paris
The gang were in the theater, watching the show. The toddlers gasped when “lightning” flashed, and an operatic howl from a woman was heard.
“Oh, the princess!”
“She’s beautiful!” Matt moved his rattle away from his face. Bobby ate cookies and Roxy sipped her drink, while Maxie smiled at Shenzi.
“Reptar, he’s no ordinary monster,” The princess sang,
“He’s a lizard, with a heart of gold.
Don’t believe the lies you’ve been told;
He’s a fire-breathing child to me.
I see sweetness when I look
Into those large yellow eyes.
He’s got a sensitive stare.
One that can hypnotize.” Shenzi smiled wider.
“He maybe rough on the outside, but inside,”
“I hate when they sing,” Bobby said, glaring in annoyance.
“He’s a lost child.
He’s the kindest monster I ever met”
“See how nice his head stays on
Denmark x Reader: Bathing Fun
WARNING: swearing and mention of nudity!
Standing in the doorway to your room with a bunch of clothes in your hands, you looked up and down the hallway and noticed that he was nowhere in sight and the coast was clear.
Thus, you sneaked towards the bathroom at the end of the corridor, glancing carefully into every room to check if he was there.
Indeed, he was in the kitchen, crouching in front of the fridge with grocery bags next to him and putting a plethora of beer and other alcoholic beverages into the fridge. The clinking of the cans and bottles should be too loud for him to hear you.
You dashed past the ajar door to the kitchen and continued on your way to the bathroom, tiptoeing, anxious to be as quiet as a mouse to not attract his attention.
You managed to reach the bathroom without being busted and slipped inside the room, closing the door behind you quietly and locking it.
You listened to the sounds outside the bathroom. You coul
Playful Revenge [Rin Matsuoka x reader]
It's about time for you to get your payback against a certain red sharkie. The plan is to wake Rin with animal kisses, LITERAL animal kisses. Today is the day, to finally have some payback.
Searching for the right animal, you met your junior high friend, Kisumi Shigino in the pet shop. Being his usual friendly self, Kisumi jumps to you with a cheerful smile. He reminisced on the past while keeping a hold on you.
"(Name)-chan~!!" Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Kisumi beams a bright smile,"It's been a while! I haven't seen you since junior high! How are you doing? Is everything going well? I heard that you and Rin are a couple!"
Kisumi happily rocks you side to side, which made you remember how friendly he can be. Every time you encountered him in junior high, he would fling his arm around your shoulder and continue talking nonstop. He hasn't changed as much but MAN did he grow! It never occurred to you how HANDSOME he's become si
Morning Love [Daddy!LevixMommy!ReaderxNekoLevi]
Note: There's supposed to be an AU and Drabble in the title. XD
[Just letting you know, this is about Faith, the daughter mentioned in previous stories! This is inspired by my big, back, fluffy beast, Mr. B, who does this to me every morning before school.]
Pit pat. Pit pat. Pit pat.
Faith stirred in her sleep. “No, just five more minutes.”
Pit pat. Pit pat. The perfect lines of her comforter sunk with each step.
“No,” she muffled burying her face in the softness of her pillow.
Pit pat, and then the noises halted altogether. She felt an extra lump of warm right at the base of her neck. Tiny breaths lifted a few pieces of hair off her face.
She could never sleep late, because a certain fury alarm clock never allowed her to.
A soft paw brushed against her forehead. “Reow.”
“Nn, not now Rivaille,” she moaned, rolling over on her side, her mess of black hair tangling into an ebony mask.
The light patters of his steps caught her attention agai
Splash War! - Various x Student! Reader
“It’s so damn hot!”
Armin, who was cooling himself with a portable fan, weakly said, “Eren you shouldn’t curse like that”
Eren growled, “I wouldn’t have to if this cheapskate school had some legitimate air conditioning!” He kicked the wall in anger only for him to cry out in pain.
Armin shook his head and helped him.
Over by the desk, you sipped the last of your water in sadness, “I wish I had more water…”
Mikasa spoke in monotone, “We all wish we had more water”
Feebly you replied, “I think Bertholt and Reiner might be dead”
The four of you looked to see the poor boys passed out from the heat. Normally everyone would have helped them but the heat leeched out everyone’s strength.
“You know this is stupid” Jean stated from the corner of the room.
Everyone stared at him until Marco asked, “What’s stupid Jean?”
“It’s stupid how school start
Tease: Bend and Snap [Kuroo Tetsurou]Kuroo clicked his tongue, eyes following the volleyball as it ricocheted off the polished floor before flying out the gym door. He glanced over at his teammates, watching as the rest of them also watched the ball escape from them, their eyes locking in on its position, but their feet staying glued to the floor. A complete thirty seconds passed without anyone volunteering to run after the ball. Sighing to himself, he took the first step towards the exit, telling his team that he would retrieve the runaway sport equipment while they continued practicing. Making his way out the door, his eyes scanned the surrounding area in search for the volleyball. Upon spotting it resting in the grass, an amused smirk made its way onto his face as he noticed a familiar figure walking nearby.
"Oi, [Name]-chan, mind getting that for me?"
Stopping in her tracks, said girl turned to face the guy who had called out to her. Her eyes landed on the captain with permanent bedhead and she had to suppress a smile
The Last One [BEN Drowned x Reader]
You felt hypnotized, crimson pupils nearly shaking with hunger while looking over your form with complete desire. His black eyes flickered elsewhere for a moment, then coming back to you. Two small pale hands picked you, up gentle fingers caressing your sides. He led you to a shiny toaster, and it took you a moment to realize what was about to happen. You started to shriek, but it seemed to be ineffective as you could see BEN lick his lips.
A loud slam echoed through the house, causing the elf's head to snap up as another being came into view. Dark, charcoal locks swung in rythm as an angry teen approached BEN.
"How fucking rude of you to do that to [First Name]! You know she's the last one, and your little shit eating self said we were going to go half-sies!" Jeff roared, paper white hands flying up to the blonde-haired boy's neck to choke him. Yes, you were that precious to the two they even named you. You were barely noticed before, but now that all the others were gone, you w
Growing Lady (Sebastian X Teen!Reader) (Modern!AU)
The butler stopped in his tracks immediately and spun around with his maroon eyes flashing an alarmed fuchsia. With such inhuman speed, he dashed through the corridors in order to find his young lady. Lady (F/n) sounded in distress, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do anything about it.
Reaching his destination, he quickly threw open the elegant wooden door and quickly stepped in, noticing his young lady with tears in her eyes and fiddling with the frills on her (f/c) sundress. "Young mistress," He steps to her urgently, his voice laced with concern. "What seems to be the problem?"
Her tearful (e/c) eyes reach his and then avert to the floor once again, as if she was shameful. "Se...Sebastian...I think there's something wrong with me."
His brow furrows in worry. "What is it, young mistress? You can tell me."
Lady (F/n) seemed hesitant to answer before taking in a deep breath and opening her mouth. "B...Blood. In..
America x Reader: Promises (Drabble)
WARNING: swearing and mild violence!
You were on your way towards the conference room where you were going to meet the other countries, being completely unsuspecting and lost in thought, when suddenly a figure emerged from the shadows behind an open door, arms lifted and fingers bent like claws, with a big toothy grin and big eyes.
You screamed with horror, scared witless, and immediately punched the person in the face, followed by a kick in the stomach, yet the person didn't budge.
They just laughed, and you recognized that laughter as Alfred's.
„Oh gosh, Al, sweetie!“ you breathed, dropping your briefcase. „I'm so sorry! Are you alright?“ You hit his shoulder. „You bloody wanker! You scared the shit out of me!“
Alfred who was wearing the box of a Happy Meal on his head just kept laughing, clasping your waist and pulling you close to him. „You're spending too much time with England, babe!“ he said, taking off the box and pecking y
Hetalia - 35 Ways To Annoy IcelandCall him 'Ireland' by mistake.Refer to him as 'pretty boy'.Tell him that he needs to bulk up if he wants to be taken seriously.
Ask him why he looks nothing like Björk.Insist that white cannot possibly be his natural hair colour.
Remind him again how much his name doesn't really fit him.Mispronounce any of the names of his volcanoes.
Claim that his language is mostly gibberish.Ask him if he actually believes in elves.
Refer to him as a loner.
Bring up the fact that he has no official army, then ask how he plans on defending himself.Claim that Norway and Denmark are planning on conquering him again.Ask if he ever participated in an actual Viking raid.Laugh at the number of times he has been invaded unexpectedly.
Make fun of him for being so behind in European trends.Tell him that he needs to stop dressing like it's the nineteenth century.Ask him if he has a fetish for woollen clothing.
Demand that he strip for 'scientific purposes'.Point out his apparent lack of muscles.
Ask him if
Shenzi's TormentShenzi sighed loudly. 'Sheesh, I'm so bored!' She thought. 'Maybe I'll have some fun with one of the others. But how?' She decided to ask Banzai, as he always had fun with the others in special ways. After a minute, she found him in the Pride Rock cave. "Hey Banzai?" She said. "Yeah, Shenzi?" "How do you have fun in your special ways with others?" Banzai smirked. "I'll show you!" He said as he grabbed her wrist and put her up against the wall with her backside almost off the ground and her arms raised above her head. Then he jabbed curved bones into the wall on her wrists and in the ground on her ankles.
"Banzai! What're you doing?!" She shouted. "I'm showing you how to have fun with others!" said Banzai as he started stroking her side with one of his claws. Shenzi tried to hold in her laughter, but she was having a hard time, because she's very ticklish. "Stop that!" She whimpered, but Banzai didn't listen. So he started tickling her other side with his other claw and not laughing got
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