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A Long, Long Time From NowThe Lunar Café, the sign said. We stood in front of a dimly-lit building on the well-lit street. Earth was bright tonight, but the city used excessive artificial light, as if the sun wasn't enough.
"You said you'd be taking us somewhere fun," Shy pouted.
"This place is fun," Trixy said, opting not to stand anymore, but to hover a few inches off the ground, making her Shy's height.
"Let's get this over with," I said, reaching out and pressing the button for the metal door to open. It slid open quietly and the three of us walkedwell, Trixy floatedin.
We were in a large club-looking-like-place. Lights danced around and were reflected on mirrors to reach all corners of the building. There was a dance-floor in the middle of the room. The majority of the people were there dancing. The rest of the people were sitting at the bar off to the left. Ridiculously loud music wa
Pieces Lie Where They Fell Ch9
"It's like my lucky charm!"
"Hey, cut the sap!"
They arrived at Disney Castle in a very interesting state. Kairi was just finishing up a picture of Axel, Roxas, and Xion eating ice cream on top of the Clocktower in Twilight Town. Sora had fallen asleep while smilingsomething he had learned how to do a year or so ago. Mickey and Goofy were discussing things that needed to happen at the Castle. Riku was lost in his own thoughts, trying to keep them to happier ones.
Donald was trying to remain happy and calm, even though Cid had been faxing over Ansem reports for the better part of the last half hour.
"I figured you'd need 'em," Cid said, typing something in on one of his computers as he carried on the mostly one-sided conversation with Donald. "What
A Possible MysteryI turned off the jazz music when someone knocked on my door.
"Come in," I called, taking my feet off the table to be more professional.
A very short woman walked in. She had long curly brown hair and a warm smile. This immediately had me thinking. Most people who came into my office did not smile. Usually people were either distraught or angry.
"Dr. Beckett?" she inquired.
"You're in the right place," I said.
She took the seat across from me and began digging around in her overly large purse. She pulled out a photograph, but did not show it to me just yet.
"Everyone I've talked to says you're the best detective out there," she said. "That is why I came to you. I need your help in finding this." She showed me the photograph, it was a very large, very expensive-looking emerald necklace.
"Yes, it's real," she said. "It belonged to my sister and it has been stolen."
"And where is
GuillotinesShe was in the room with the guillotines again. All she wanted was out, but she couldn't seem to escape. She could hear the squeaking of some small rodents off somewhere else in the mostly dark room. The only light came from the two torches by the door she was standing in front of and the two torches by the door on the other side of the roomthe way out. The door behind her was locked. She had checked.
Aside from the noise of the rodents, all she could hear was the sounds of the blades of the countless guillotines falling down and then being cranked back up only to fall again. No one was operating them.
She knew what she had to do. She pulled her hair back and began running across the great expanse. She had to be careful not to fall off the ledge she was on, lest she fall to her doom. But she also had to be careful of the falling blades. She had to jump through all the gui
Pieces Lie Where They Fell Ch8
Chapter 8-Snarl of Memories
"Is any of this real, or not?"
"Got it memorized?"
Axel was distracted while at work that day. He couldn't stop thinking about the dream he'd had and how it had seemingly taken place outside the old abandoned mansion just outside of town. The day was slow, it was in the middle of the week and most of their shoppers tended to be studentsall of whom were at school at the moment.
"You know," Olette's mom said as he came back from his lunch break. "You've been working really hard lately. It's a slow day, why don't you take the afternoon off?"
Axel scratched the back of his head. "Well, sure, if you think you can handle it "
"I'll be just fine. Go, enjoy yourself."
He turned around and headed back outside.
"A day off," he mut
A 'Good' Night's SleepI actually tried to go to bed at a decent time last night. However, the neighbors next door decided to have a party and blare rap music really loud. So much for sleeping. I wandered out to the dining room.
"I can't sleep," I said.
"I don't know what to tell you," Mom said. "My room is going to be just as loud as yours."
"You can make yourself a cot in my room," my sister said.
I pondered this. Her room was the farthest away from the partying neighbors and her room also boded to be warmer than the living room.
"You have 20 minutes to decide," she said. "Because once I go to bed, you're out of luck."
I went back to my room and grabbed my blanket and a pillow. I traipsed over to her room. She was back in there, laying out her clothes for the next daysomething I never did. She pointed to the corner.
"The bedding's there," she said.
I looked over to where she was pointing and saw the var
Pieces Lie Where They Fell Ch7
Chapter 7-Treasured Memories and Always on My Mind
"He made me feel...like I had a heart..."
"Hear that, Sora, you've got a lot of heart!"
"Daisy is Donald's 'special friend'."
Kairi was just finishing up a happy picture of her, Riku and Sora on the beach. They all looked a bit younger, back when they did before the darkness had come. It seemed that when Namine had the urge to draw, she swapped back and forth, one happy picture, one sad picture. Drawing them all on the beach was a relief to Kairi, seeing as the last picture she had drawn hadn't been the most fun one.
'I almost wish I had been there...' a soft voice whispered in Kairi's head.
'I think you would have had fun,' Kairi replied. 'You and Roxas both.'
"Hey," Sora said. "Can I loo
To Fall off a Stage"Cut!" the director yelled. The three of onstage paused and turned to look at her, breaking the fourth wall.
"Go back to the line 'Oh, Professor, how could you?'" she said. "And this time, do it right."
We all sighed and began to reset. Yes, David had screwed up a line, but Jacob and I were going along with it. We would have to do that come show night next week. I mean, for goodness' sakes, it was a full-dress rehearsal. We had everything but the mikes. If we didn't know how to cover up for our screw-ups now we were really screwed.
Granted, Madame McBride would probably just tell us that we shouldn't be messing up in the first place.
To which the voices in the back of my head would argue that we had been at this for four hours and we were all just tired and wanted to go home.
I straightened out my dress, a habit that my character had. It was something I did to get in characte
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