'"Oi, don't pity me!" He yelled, pointing a finger at me. "And girls shouldn't make expressions like that!" "Actually I wasn't really going to pity you..." I remarked, "Anyways, how's death been?" The blond put his hand into a strangling position and growled at me. "And by any chance do you have his number..? I heard he was hot." 'Tattoos and piercings, yum.' I subconsciously lick my lips. "What's wrong with you?!" The blond guy exclaimed loudly, throwing his hands into the air now. "Aren't you like, I don't know, twelve!?" "And aren't you in your elderly years, Grandpa?" I countered back, his face splattered with a faint blush. "W-Wha..?!" He then did the idiotic thing and tried to cover up his face with his hand. "I'm not that old, brat!" "Oh, I'm sorry but those wrinkles on your forehead say differ, Gramps." His hand soon shot up to his forehead. "Wrinkles..?!" "Yeah, see riiiiiiiggghhht here." I slam my fist hard into his nose. "OUCH! THAT'S NOT EVEN MY FREAK'N FOREHEAD, BRAT!" "Oops my bad." I say dryly, standing on my tippy-toes and continuing to hit his head. "Maybe here..? Or here. Ah, it could be right here also..." "NOW YOU'RE JUST HITTING ME!!" "Wow, you just figured that out?"' ~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~ Meet 12 year old Savannah Mason. Is she normal? Nope. Special? Probably. Since about 2 months ago Savannah's has had dreams about people dying. Which is weird for a girl who hates blood and horror films. So why does she have them? Even she doesn't know the answer. After moving across country, she thought that nothing would really change...but some strange stuff has been happening. A guy who is everywhere you turn? And a pathetic high school tutor? What else can happen? Read as this sarcastic red head joins the battle for...well something important, I hope. **WARNING: This story may contain strong language. If you don't like cursing, Savannah isn't the character for you.** *~#357 in Paranormal~*

101 One Shots...what does this equal? Random, Stupid, Funny, stories that no one will ever read. (\(*O*)/) But add me writing it into the mix? Well, let's say there's going to be allot of Fangirl Otakuiness will be added in. b(-w-) This includes one shots of fandoms/things such as: Pokemon, Vocaloid, Doctor Who, OHSHC, dimension travels, Yandere characters, and much more... So? What are you waiting for?! Read on to see what I have in store for all of yooou~! (-Mutters to self-) I wonder if people actually read the description...(=m= ) **YOU CAN REQUEST ANY ONE SHOTS, OR WHATEVER, I DO NOT MIND ONE BIT! XD

How to understand a Vampire Hunter; You can't. It's that simple. ...... But you can just read one's diary....Meh, whatever works with you! Let's follow the entries of a newbie Vampire Hunter, in the search for answers to what she is...not without the help from an actually vampire...'cuz, you know we have to have ONE of those in this story... *WARNING, this story contains a BIT of a dark side...death, talks about 'suicide', gore, and bloody scenes included...but this story also contains humor, of course...END OF WARNING*

**This book is on HIATUS, meaning that I'm holding off on writing it for a while...but I will try to continue it in the future--or maybe re-write it. Sorry in advance. ~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~ Turning around for the second time, I notice a sign hanging from one of the large trees. Well, that sure wasn't there before. Looking more closely, it read; 'Welcome to Wonderland', though by now the 'Wonderland' part of the sign had been scribbled out and replaced with some very...choice...words. I completely get my situation now... "But...couldn't I have been sane for a bit longer?" ~'~ Meet Felicity Grant. A 15 year old girl with a normal family--well if you have a curse in your family where young girl either become so insane that they kill themselves or are kidnapped at young ages, then sure Felicity's family is DEFINITELY normal. Note the sarcasm. Because of this 'curse', Felicity's mother and father fled from their country and moved to the USA when Felicity was still in her mother's womb. 15 years later, Felicity finally gets to met one of her family members; her Uncle Will, 'YAY!~' right? No, their meeting is everything but pleasant. And to make things even more unpleasant, later that night while everyone is sleeping, Felicity is taken by a mysterious being and is shoved down a rabbit hole. Now Felicity has to find a way home before she ends up like her deceased relatives--but not without making friendships, enemies, and humor along the way.

'"Once upon a time, years before you ever existed...A lonely little girl, no more than four, desperately wanted to have a best friend to call her own. She moved so much that making friends was hard, so she decided to made one using her imagination." I said the word long and slowly to get my point across. "Of course, her friend needed a name first. The little girl thought long and hard, then suddenly the name 'Elliot' came to mind." "Elliot?" Amber interrupted again, "Sure sounds allot like your name, sis." "Yes, the little girl was absolutely horrible when it came to names, remembering them or other wise." I state monotonically, opening up to the first page in the dusky old color book. "Wait...this is a story about you? So what you're saying is that you, my sister who shows no creative what's-so-ever, has an imaginary friend?" She muffled a laugh into her hands, I looked her dead in the eyes and she soon frozen. "Sure," I shrug as if it was no big deal, "Hasn't everyone at some point?"' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AN: Just a little Short-Story. ^w^ It's fiction, but I'm basing some stuff off of my imaginary friend when I was younger...or what I remember at least...>///> *Dedicated to mine and my brother's imaginary friend, Caky(Kay-kee). Whom our sister stole from us when we were younger. He now lives somewhere in Canada. XD