misfortune is a wonderful child. from a not so wonderful family. Unlike her mother and father, her older sister was the only one who actually took care of this innocent child. playing with her, talked to her, found edible things for both of them to eat so they don't, in her sisters words "dead animals" to eat. but, when a mysterious voice appears out of nowhere in one of there play dates and grants them eternal Happiness. things take a turn, for the worse. I do not own "Little misfortune" KillMonday games do. This is just for fun and hope you have a lovely read!)

This is the story of Misfortune's older brother Unlucky. See how he interacts with the dead kids and Benjamin. But will he be able to help his little sister get freed from the parasites claws ? I started this story because there really are not many fanfictions of Little Misfortune and mostly because The_Artsy_WereWolf inspired me a lot with her own Little Misfortune fanfiction. Thank you very much for that by the way ^^. If I ever finish this story, then be sure that there will be a sequel because I already have some stuff in mind. Enjoy -w-.

When Fran Bow saves Misfortune from the demise that she was told of by, "Mr. Voice", the two become good friends, and Fran swears to protect the little lady at all costs, and never let anything happen to her again. This is a fanfic of the games Fran Bow and Little Misfortune, both made by Natalia, Isak and the people from the amazing KillMonday games. Ever since I saw what happened to our little lady Misfortune, I've been so sad 😭😭😭😭 The little lady deserved better! So I decided to make a story about her being saved from her death, and having adventures together. And I knew just the person to save her - Fran. Note: The whole story will be in the POV of Fran Disclamer: The art for the cover is not mine! And also these events are not true to the games.

You're the older sister of Misfortune & a very creepy yet caring person. A master of card games & a studier of demonology, you protect your little sister at all costs. But what happens when a new being enters your life? Marking this as mature for dark humor & violence.

The memory of his voice echoes across the canopy, scattering into painful shards of laugher, of warm whispers by your ear on dark nights, of snatches of song on those precious Saturdays spent together. You weep, as those lost moments wash over you. You weep, as the pine needles kiss your knees where you fall. You weep, as a heavy arm falls around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. You weep, even as he murmurs that it will all be alright, because already you are beginning to believe him. - - - - - A grieving sibling, mired in their own tragic memories. A starving parasite, seeking a new tale on which to feed. Together, they... Get into some bad stuff. Probably a vent fic, I guess.

The life of being the royal adviser to the Saiyan race, and the fact that the race has all but died out.