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Way to Far

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This is part of the 2nd challenge on the Hey Arnold! SaveTheJungleMovie facebook.  I'm always way late but hey I posted it.  


Siting around the table eating our meal for the day listening to my Grandma singing, "They were Kung fu fighting,  haaa," in her karate uniform when Oskar slams his fist on the table scaring all of us.

"I can't take it any more!!! I know she's not insane or has Dementia.  We all know it but why must she keep up this....this facade?  She never acted like this when Arnold was younger.  This act has been going on for maybe six years now.  They're gone and they might never get back, so stop looking up or on the bright side, and look at what's really going on with this house.  Suzie, make me a sandwich and bring it up to me please.  We need to get out of this nut house."

After all was said and done he left the table.  Everyone was shocked by his out burst.  Suzie looked horrified by this new development quickly apologized to everyone, made a sandwich, and left the table.  No one said anything. Arnold looked around at everyone.  No one could say anything.  What did he mean she was fine and that it was all an act?  This is all he could ever remember having in his life.  Then his grandma spoke.

"Kimba don't worry about it and just look up,"  and than she left the room.  Nothing felt right in the boarding house to Arnold after that night.  Not even after Oskar and Suzie left for good.  


Really dark I think.  Hope you like it  and have an adventure.
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Full of Life

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I'm just stuck on a few and then this will be complete.  
I own nothing.

July 25: Fall from Grace


He laid there looking at her in his arms.  What had he done? She was so innocent and she loved him which was still surreal to him.  It was all new to him to have someone care for him.  He had his friends but this was so much different than that.  Life had a funny way of giving him hardship and love all in the same instance.  Looking over at the clock he saw it was 4:45 in the morning.  Crap I need to get out of here before I'm caught.  He looked down at this heavenly creature in his arms and gave her a kiss on the lips.  She woke up and kissed him back.  

"Leaving so soon."
"Yeah, if I don't your dad might catch me here with you and then we won't be able to see each other."
"Oh come on he won't be back for a couple more hours and I want you again."
"Well, since you asked so nicely I might stay but I might need so more convincing."

She giggled and wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss.  It was so blissful that I didn't hear the door creek open.  Upon the realization that we were being watch I looked up into the one face I hoped not to see, her father.  That's when I fell off the bed and scrabbled for my clothes.  

"What the hell is going on around here? Boy you have 10 seconds to get the fuck out of my house before I get my gun. Grace, what have I told you about boys?  They are the devil!!"
"Daddy Sid's not evil and I like him a lot."
"No back talking to your father.  Out, Get Out Now!!"

I knew I would see her later but just to push more buttons I went over to Grace and kissed her.  

"See you later, Grace."
"See ya Sid."

I left the house and run for my life.  It was worth crashing that Catholic school party.  I just hope I see Grace again.  


Hahaha I thought this was great fun to write.  Have yourself a safe adventure.
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No One

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July 24: Sweet Nothings


It didn't matter that all she could have accomplished would have been great works of art.  It didn't matter that her presence would have helped an entire class.  It didn't matter that a little soft spoken girl needed her or a little football shaped headed boy needed her either.  Or that a little wheezing boy wouldn't fall in love with this girl and follow her around most places.  In one house in Hillwood there are no shrines being built in closets.  Or sweet nothings of poetry towards a certain football headed boy.  It's not her fault that her parents got an abortion.  It's not her fault that she would not exist in this lifetime.  There is no Helga Geraldine Pataki.  


I thought I was going to do a sweet one here but my evil side said heck no.  Hahaha, have an adventure.
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July 23: Sensation of Loss

What could I do with me living in the US and the one I miss living somewhere else. She left for Japan our freshmen year.  You know I never really got the courage to tell her how I felt about her.  The weird part for me is to console myself with losing her that I turned to her best friend, Helga.  I know that would have been the last person I would have think to turn to but my best friend had also left with his family about the same time.  So unfortunately the sensation of loss was greater than the hate we had for each other.  I'm not saying this in a romantic way but our friendship blossomed from the experience.  We keep each other posted on the other's best friend without really thinking about it.  Thinking about it I hope the world doesn't end because we are friends now.  Hahaha.  


Something a little different, huh.  I'm not sure on this one.  Have an adventure.
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Seeing It

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July 22: Fairy-eyed Child

He didn't have the families eyes.  There were green with a slight flecks of gold. He had this spark behind it if you looked closely.  It was unsettling sometimes to look at.  My wife doesn't seem to be fazed by it and to some extent I wasn't either.  She knew what she was and that it was also in the child.  It's just upsets me sometimes.  His eyes just seem older than what they were suppose to be.  What could I do but help him along when he ask for it from his grandpa.  I love him but this fairy-eyed child I think knows more than he lets on.  I think he knows that he's not completely human sometimes.  Unfortunately we can't tell him otherwise that he is part faerie at least until he is older.  



I know weird but it's kinda part of my faerie story from Grandpa's point of view.  Have an adventure.
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