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Routine of the AmishO-kay, people, here is a one-shot I made for :iconDivachick86:’s contest. Even though I think these contests are crap, I did need to reward her for being the 200th Firstborn reviewer. Anyway, it’s about the Amish Kids Next Door, who ironically have never made an appearance in my series. XP Here we go.Routine of the Amish by gamewizard-2008
Routine of the Amish. Rebecca’s Repetitive Lifestyle.
“Rise and shine.” Numbuh Rebecca awakened to the sound of a spoon banging on a pot, and the morning sun shining on her face through the barn window. The tired female member of Sector A stretched and yawned as she stood up from her haystack bed. She slipped on her black shoes and stepped outside, rubbing her eyes of the sleepiness as the sun shone over the horizon. “Good ta see ya up.” Numbuh Jebadiah, the leader of Sector A, greeted as he handed Rebecca a small pail. “Mind fetchin’ us some water? Sector Q is pushin’ for another supply of fresh tomatoes.
Not All Boys Are BadHello, me maties. I couldn’t sleep, so I’m writing another one-shot. I don’t think anyone’s thought of this pairing, either. Well, here we go.Not All Boys Are Bad by gamewizard-2008
“Stupid boys! Stupid groceries! Stupid Kids Next Door is just stupid!” Margie mumbled as she walked down the sidewalk, carrying a huge load of groceries. While one wouldn’t notice, she was once the supreme dictator of the world, having driven boys to near extinction and completely dominated the world with the female gender. Well, she herself wasn’t exactly, but her future self was. Well, not anymore, probably. Because she was defeated by the Kids Next Door. For her crimes, she was taken to Arctic Prison, which was coincidentally run by her older brother. The one who drove her to do what she did. Of course, he was kind enough to release her for that reason, but didn’t let her go without punishment.
Ever since she was released from prison, she’s been forced to do nearly all the wor
Precursor to Seven Lights: Cheren’s Secret Mission
The Sea Train parked beside a ledge that was miles above the ground on the side of a towering mountain. The Corporate Presidents and their children all stepped off, going to join a fancy party. Many rich types in powdery wigs and uniforms sat at curtained tables and socialized. Mom was the last one to step off, walking awkwardly. The other presidents passed this off as the result of her injury, but that wasn’t the case. “Nnn! Keep up, you little brat!” she hissed under her breath.
Cheren squatted low and walked with Mom under her dress, feeling very awkward about his position. He took a very light peek through the front, glancing up as the mountain seemed to go forever. “Mom? Where are we, exactly?” he whispered.
Mom glanced around to see no one was close enough. “This is just one floor of the Holy Ground known as Mt. Mariejoa. It’s the tallest mountain in the world, and the World Government’s ultimate headquarters. At the very base of this mountain is Enies Lobby, the base of the Teen Ninjas and the secret assassin group, CP10.”
“Enies Lobby, I’ve heard of that. The Sea Train from Water 7 goes there.”
“The government specially ordered their skilled carpenters to build the track there a long time ago. But they’re just small time. We’re at the Midway Peak, which is the Corporate Presidents’ main base, and where the Head President lives. And the very top of the mountain rests the World Leaders’ castle. The mountain was modeled after the Sky and Spear Pillars, and it’s said this used to belong to the Light Goddess, Palutena. I dunno how the World Leaders could’ve occupied it.”
Cheren glanced around further, and took notice of Carol Masterson standing by her lonesome. “Carol!”
“What?” Mom asked.
“Huh? Oh, not you, it’s someone my friends know.”
“Hmph.” She glanced at the girl. “Small world.”
Mom stepped over to a table as Cheren crept under its curtain. “Now just stay out of sight until the Head President appears. And when she does, kill her.” She spoke with a grim look. She walked away casually as Cheren remained in place. Killing the top head in front of so many rich, powerful types… this was Cheren’s hardest mission, yet. But… he would see it through.
Cheren glanced under the curtain and found Doflamingo’s daughter, Sugar standing by the railing and viewing the horizon. The gentle wind breezed past her hair and coat as she played a calm, peaceful tune on a small leaf. It eased Cheren’s mind from the mission… until Sugar stopped after 30 seconds.
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