Historias de Orarethey

percy dnd oc for rp and hjs freinds drops into da ruins and meets infamous lazy sans from undertale what will they do ?! DISCLAIMER!!! THESE ARE ALL MT ORIGINAL CHARAFTERS AND YOU CANNKT SGEAL THWM KR MY WORK!!!!##!!! NOT SATIRE!!!!!!!! >:((((

Hi, I am not apologizing for anything you find here. no I did not make the cover. sorry.

A short story I wrote because... DEATH Yes, yes I did call it "long live Rome" but in French... I know, I'm an interesting person like that... (For a friend)

Rogerina (Roger/Sarina) (Epic ship name lmao) "The size of the crowd no longer bothered me, I was actually quite excited. But excitement turned to fear when i saw a beautiful blonde...struggling with a mysterious man." Concert 46664 would change Roger's life for the better. But that didn't mean it was going to be easy. (I am in no way saying this is how they met, and the events in this story is purely fiction. Just my mind being strange again hehe)

A musical written by thesbians Original, PLEASE DONT COPY IT!!!!!

PLEASE HELP ME FIND A GOOD NAME FOR THIS BOOK- COMMENT YOUR SUGGESTIONS OR POST ON MY WALL! THANK YOU! Original short stories: based off prompts, weird dreams and strange thoughts I have had, I hope you enjoy reading. No specific theme of stories. Mild bad language. The parts aren't connected and some are just parts of stories that I'm never gonna write but that I liked the what I did write. I'm happy to do requests for specific prompts if you DM me! Please vote and comment!

"Apologize." "Wha?" He was in disbelief. "Apologize for what?" "Apologize for skipping the session." I grinned. "And being rude. Also promise not to do it again." "No." He scoffed. I began rolling my window up. "Stop!" He panicked. "Fine." His eyes went to the ground and he let out a groan before looking at me. His face started to turn a bright red. I tried to keep myself from grinning. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "For?" I asked. "For skipping the tutoring session." He mumbled. "And?" I teased. "Being rude." He forced out. "Say it together and a bit louder hun. I can't hear you." I encouraged. "I'm sorry for being rude and skipping the session. I won't do it again." He spoke through gritted teeth. He stared at the pavement with angry eyes. I clapped. "Now was that so hard?" _________________________________________ "Chrys..." a voice called. "Hmm." I mumbled. I didn't want to wake up. I wanted to go back to my Star Trek dream. "Chrys. Were here." The same voice said. "Cool." I mumbled getting more comfortable than I was before by snuggling into what I was lying against. "You gotta get up." "I wanna go back to my dream." I murmured snuggling up more. "What was the dream about?" "Star Trek. I was the commander." I smiled as I wished I could go back. The voice chuckled but for some reason, whatever I was lying on shook at the same time. "Why is my pillow moving?" I muttered. "I'm not a pillow." The voice chuckled and my pillow shook again. _________________________________________ Chrysanthe Scott just wants to get senior year over with. She's done with everyone's drama. Sadly, her year isn't turning out as planned.