Yeah, I can’t remember what was going on in the old thread like this, so I guess we’re starting over. If it dies, it dies, but hopefully we’ll get some entertainment out of it first.

The sky was dark and rainy, the clouds hanging in it matching the ones in her sad, broken heart.

She glanced nervously up and down the path, furtively looking for an adult who she could run to. No luck.

But she couldn’t bear to see her parents fighting for another second, to hear her mom’s shrieks and her father’s hoarse yells, which cut through walls and doors and even the blankets Emma would sometimes pull over her head. She had to get out. Away from them. Maybe then they would stop fighting. Maybe then they could take her back and be happy again.

...starting with those sharp kitchen knives. But unfortunately, they were still hidden in their secret hiding place under her bed, waiting for the revolution. A sharp stick would have to do.

Luckily, one was not far away. She quickly snatched it up and smiled widely at Cupcake.

He stopped, looking uneasy. “Umm… Emma?” he said cautiously.

Emma smiled wider, revealing teeth that looked just a little bit pointy, as if someone had tried to file them intol points but had lost interest halfway through. “Hello, Cupcake,” she said sweetly, her impromptu weapon clutched firmly in her hand.

“Have you?” Emma asked. Her grip on the knitting needle had made her knuckles white.

“Yea, all over the place,” Cupcake said, holding out his hand. Now would be the time. She could do it. His skin was soft, like custard. All she had to do was press with something sharp, and it would splash apart. They called her a monster? She would show them a monster. Soon they would all see just how frightening a girl could be, and know that they all were to blame she had become. Parents, teachers, and the other children had no idea what a true monster looked like. It had blood on its hands. She would show them what their words meant. Even if it meant Cupcake had to die.

But then Emma heard a door slam on the other side of the street. Her her head snapped about and saw that the sound came from Mr. Mason, one of her neighbors, who was carrying a garbage bag to the can by the street. She hesitated. Then, reluctantly, she relaxed her grip on the needle.

That was okay. Emma had never liked rocks fell and everybody anyway, and now that she was out of the way it made things a lot easier.

Cupcake, on the other hand, seemed surprisingly upset.

rocks fell and everybody was already dead, but the jagged rock had only added insult to injury— nobody needed their brain mutilated after their death. It was the end of rocks fell and everybody, indeed, but Emma’s life went on. For the time being, anyway. Emma pushed down her revulsion as best she could.

Limbs flew everywhere, and soon he was covered with zombie guts.

“Mmmm, tasty,” he said, licking his hands. “Well, at least I won’t starve to death.”

The Writer erased his work.

“Curses! I’ll never meet my deadline at this rate!”

Thankfully, his bodyguard had not forgotten what to do in such a situation, and had had his flamethrower-shotgun hybrid ready for some time.

Excellent story! Go directly to international success. Please remember to pick up your millions and hordes of fans.

To the Random Pairing(or more…) Generator!

The sick pervert inside of me wants some Bella/Nessie action. XP

I would never write Jasper/Emmet because gay erotica is unspeakably gross.

If we have to have a slash pairing, how about Alice/Rosalie?

Heh, me too. ;) Ooh, Tanya /Edward would be funny; Bella could get all jealous!

Ooh, I foresee a lot of pain for Ed with RT3’s.

Bella’s Mom/Bella’s Dad would make all the fangirls puke because its, like, so not cool of the older generation to show love for each other.

Bella’s mother’s boyfriend (forgot his name)/Charlie

Bella’s mother’s boyfriend (forgot his name)/Charlie

Hawt?

The school receptionist and waitress meet each other when Edward takes the receptionist to dinner, and acts like a dick as usual. The receptionist and waitress fall in love, finding shelter in each other from a cruel and sadistic man—Edward.

“No, I’m not!” said the receptionist, bewildered.

“You are now,” said Edward.

“OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

In this moment of weakness, the receptionist pulled away. Edward stumbled back, then lunged in for the kill. But it was too late. The receptionist’s skin had already hardened beyond all penetration.

Edward Cuulren was laying in his was laying meadowed.
Fellow vampire girlf-riend Bbella said “Edward Cullent what are you working on”
“UI have discovered new vapmire clan but it is so vollatile that it does not have a blood-lust but organ-lust so we must getaway with hasty”
Juts then a vampire went on Bbellas neck OH NO WHERE DID VAMPIRE COME FROM! EDward wents to get his sparklesb ut it was missing so hhad to borrow a dazzle. He hits teh vampire and Bbella was okay but her neck was bleed
“Watch where you dazzles me just kidding thanks”
“ HAha” They laughed
“Whait oh no where id vapmire?”
“UIt is been runned!”