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Angel or Devil

2008-12-15T23:47:00.004+01:00

Yesterday I went to see one of my best friends and celebrate her birthday. I made a special present for her, which I called Angel or Devil.

I cut the drawing out of my sketch book.

Next, I placed it neatly into the frame...

and taped the corners to the mat.

Voila! The framed picture.
My friend loved it.

The Night-Crow

2008-06-20T15:44:00.001+02:00

She came unexpectedly, leaving death and distress as she went.
The Night-Crow, known for her long flaxen hair and ruthless methods, had struck once again.

Her eyes widened at the person before her. The masked figure, which was certainly female, dashed towards her, her gun drawn.
Impossible. This couldn't be happening. She was only taking her usual evening walk, so why did she show up?
Fair locks of hair caressed her face and she found herself staring into the dark eyeholes of the mask. The gun pressed against her abdomen.
"Lenora…" A faint whisper from the distance reached her ears, followed by the gun going off, the bullet piercing her skin, travelling through her innards. Her mouth opened in a silent cry, her hands clutching at the bleeding wound. She stumbled backwards and fell against the wall, desperately trying to get away.
"Lenora." She looked up, tears started to form in her eyes. "You fool. Do you really think you can escape from your fate, your destiny?" The gun was raised once again, held close to her chest. She braced herself for the oncoming blow and closed her eyes.
"Destiny is something that has been decided, long before your birth. Now, destiny will continue after your death!"The gun was fired and everything disappeared as her world turned into a never-ending field of darkness.

"Lenora, if you don't answer right now, I'll come inside," her mother said in a stern tone of voice, muffled slightly by the closed door.
She sat up in her bed, wiping sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. "Coming, mom!" She quickly got out of bed and put on her clothes before opening the door. Her mother looked at her judgingly, a frown on her face.
"Did you just get up? What is it with you and sleeping until noon?" She let out a sigh. "Honestly, Lenora… How do you think you'll be able to achieve anything by having such an odd sleeping pattern?"
She didn't answer - her mother didn't expect her to. With a sigh the older woman stepped away from the door. "We are about to have lunch, and the five-over-twelve-o-clock news will be on in a few minutes. Let us just go downstairs and forget about this for a moment."

"The Night-Crow has struck again, killing two. Her weapon of choice was her gun, as both victims were shot." the newsreader said.
"Lenora? Are you listening?" her mother asked. "This is horrible, how can someone do something like that?"
"I don't know mother… I can't even imagine doing something like that." she answered. "How can anyone do a thing so gruesome?"
Her mother agreed, looking back at the TV screen.
Upstairs Lenora opened her drawer and picked up the mask which was hidden inside it. She put it on, making sure the clasps on the back were closed, and opened her window.

Tonight the Night-Crow would hunt . . . and kill.

Hansel and Gretl

2008-03-17T12:14:00.000+01:00

“A school play?” Sasori asked, looking at the billboard hanging in the hall, near the lockers.
Naruto nodded, “It’s something the school does a few times every year.”
“Ah,” the redhead looked at the bright piece of paper which read ‘Hansel and Gretel’.
He then looked down at the letter he was holding, ‘Dear student, you’ve been selected to play in the school play, Hansel and Gretel, as the Wicked Witch.’
The letter continued with where the practice was going to be held and the time.
“Naruto-kun, how come I have a girl’s role?” he asked, looking at the blonde boy.
“Well, since there are no girls in this school, they choose boys to play those roles. I’m one of the black cats…” Naruto trailed off for a moment. “Anyway, they choose a couple of students who’ll have to play in the play, even if they can’t find a role for them. There is no script, the students have to make the story up themselves, so usually it ends up being rather different from the original fairytale. The students have one month to write the script, make the costumes and practice until the play.”
Sasori nodded, “Okay. I’ll see you later then.”
Naruto smiled happily, “Right. Later!”

When he walked in the room where they could practice, he was surprised yet slightly relieved to see a few familiar faces. Deidara, Kakuzu and Naruto, to be precise. There were other boys he had seen before, but never spoken to, and a few he didn’t know.
A boy with silver hair was sitting near Deidara and grinning, “So, Deidara-chan, you gonna be Gretel? Really, they couldn’t have found a better person!”
The blonde was glaring at the silver-haired boy.
“…You wanna have children later in your life?” he asked darkly.
The other boy started laughing nervously while moving away from the blonde.
Then he spotted Sasori and pointed at him, “Well look, it’s the new student!”
Oh dear. Everyone was looking at him. He had never really liked much attention…
Naruto stood up form where he was sitting and walked towards him, “Sasori-san, I’m glad to see you made it in time.”
He nodded slightly, “Yes.”
From the corner of his eyes he looked at Deidara.
The blonde was grinning and waved at him, “Hey Danna, you got a stupid role in this play too?”
Again he nodded, “Yes. I am the ‘wicked witch’.”
The silver-haired boy laughed again, “Well look, Deidara-chan! I think your girly-ness is contagious!”
Deidara looked as if he was about to jump up and really make sure the boy wouldn’t have any children in his life, when Kakuzu stood up and sighed, “Hidan.”
The silver-haired boy looked at him, “Yeah?”
“If you don’t shut up now I swear I will make you.”
Hidan gulped, “Shutting up now…”

Once everyone had calmed down a boy with brown hair stood up, “I think we should introduce ourselves. I’ll go first, if that’s alright.”
When no one disagreed the boy sighed, “Troublesome… We’re sitting in a circle, we’ll go round clockwise. I’m Nara Shikamaru and I feel like this is all too much work. Next.”
As Shikamaru sat down a boy with long black hair stood up, “Uchiha Itachi.” After that he sat down again.
Next Kakuzu stood up, “I’m Kakuzu, and the guy who’s saying dumb things all the time is Hidan. I’m introducing him because if he opens his mouth all that comes out is stupid.”
Hidan let out a small ‘hey’, but didn’t try to argue.
A boy with an round orange mask stood up, “Hi! I’m Tobi, Tobi is a good boy!”
Deidara groaned, “Not him… Please tell me he isn’t in the play…”
“Oh, Deidara-Senpai! Don’t you like Tobi? Tobi is a good boy,” Tobi said, sounding a bit sad.
Kakuzu sighed, “We know you’re a good boy, now shut up, sit down and let the next person talk. Your cheery voice is giving me a headache.”
Tobi sat down, “Yes Kakuzu-san! Tobi is a good-”
“We know. For the love of all things living, shut up.”
A boy with long, almost shining brown hair stood up, “I’m Hyuuga Neji, this -” he pointed at a boy with short black hair and rather big eyebrows, “- is Rock Lee. It is your destiny to accept the fact that I, Neji, am going to be the mother in this play and that Lee will be the father.”
He sat down, “Next.”
A boy who looked a lot like Itachi stood up and said, “Uchiha Sasuke. I have no interest in friends. The only thing I care about is to get revenge… That one man…”
He coldly looked at Itachi, who sighed. “Foolish little brother, how many times must I tell you that the goldfish was an accident?”
Sasuke accusingly pointed his finger at his older brother, “That might have been an accident, but Snowy the twelfth, the rabbit, wasn’t, and neither was Snowy the tenth!”
Kakuzu stood up again and shook his head, “Enough, you two. Sit down and let the next one introduce himself, time is money.”
“I’m Uzumaki Naruto.” “Akasuna no Sasori.”
“Deidara, hm. For everyone’s information, I am not a girl in disguise.”
Hidan laughed, “Really? Could have fooled me! Maybe someone should check if you aren’t lying.”
“Maybe someone should shut you up so bad you won’t ever open your mouth again,” Deidara snarled.
“Next,” Kakuzu said, rubbing his temples.
A boy with short black hair and a smile on his face stood up, “Hello everyone, my name is Sai. I hope we can all be good friends.”
Some nodded in agreement, others muttered otherwise.
Lastly a boy with messy brown hair stood up. Sasori remembered him, he had to sit next to him in his English class.
“I’m Inuzuka Kiba, and I like dogs. I have one myself, his name is Akamaru and he’s the smartest and coolest-”
Kakuzu nodded, “Yes, right, right. Moving on. We have to make a script. Time is money, people, remember!”
They all sat down at a table. Kakuzu gave everyone a piece of paper and a pencil.
“Now, first things first. We need to get everyone a role,” he said. Everyone agreed and soon they were all busy thinking, plotting and writing.

“See you all tomorrow,” Sai waved happily as he walked out the room.
It had already been a week since they started. The script was almost done and the costumes were ready.
All that was left was practice, practice and practice.
Sasori sighed, thankful that everything was still going smoothly.
Even though Hidan was still pestering Deidara, and Sasuke and Itachi didn’t seem to like each other, nothing seriously bad had happened.
A punch in the face for Hidan wasn’t that bad, it didn’t even start bleeding.
“See ya tomorrow, Sasori-no-Danna.”
He stopped his thinking and looked up. Deidara was standing in the doorway, ready to leave.
“Yes, I think so.” The blonde grinned. Had he forgot something- ah, yes, he had.
“And don’t call me that, you brat!”
Deidara chuckled, “Yeah, right, Danna.” Before Sasori could say something else he was gone.
He frowned to himself, put on his backpack and left the room.

Another week passed, and everything seemed to go according to plan, until…
“Where is the script!?” Kakuzu yelled angrily. “Who took it!?”
No one answered, shocked by how Kakuzu was yelling at them.
“C-calm down, Kakuzu,” Hidan said, “I don’t think anyone knows where it is…”
“Does it look like I care!? If it’s gone, it means that we lost time, and time is money!”
Tobi took a step forward and showed everyone a bunch of papers stapled together, “Tobi has a script… Tobi is a good boy.”
Kakuzu snatched it from Tobi’s hands and quickly read it. “What’s this piece of shit!?”
“Tobi doesn’t know, Tobi found it, Tobi is a good boy,” Tobi said, waving with his arms like a lunatic.
Everyone held their breaths.
Kakuzu shook his head an sighed, “Well, I guess this could do… We don’t have time to write a new one.”
He gave it to Hidan, who’s face paled while reading it.
“The hell is this, Kakuzu?”
“A script. Now, everyone will get to read it, and then we’ll start practicing,” Kakuzu said.

After reading it everyone looked paler, except for the Uchiha siblings, who didn’t show emotions easily.
“I refuse,” Itachi said, first to speak after reading the new script.
“You don’t have a choice,” Kakuzu said. “None of you have one. I will decide who’ll get to play who, except for the ones who already have roles.”
“W-wait a moment, Kakuzu!” Hidan said. “Why don’t we all make decisions together? All who are in favor of Kakuzu choosing who will get which role, raise your hand.”
Neji, Deidara, Lee, Naruto, Kiba, Hidan, Shikamaru, Sasori and Tobi raised their hands. “And those who are not in favor of Kakuzu choosing…”
The only ones who raised their hands were Itachi and Sasuke.
Hidan looked at Sai, who was smiling.
“You haven’t raised your hand, why not?”
“I wanted to see which choice would get most votes, and then join that group.”
The silver-haired boy looked at him weirdly, “Strange kid.”
Sai smiled, “Thank you, intelligent one.”
“What the hell?” Hidan demanded, pointing his finger at him.
“Enough of that already,” Kakuzu said, frowning, “We’re going to practice now!”
“I don’t know what to think of this, Deidara-san,” Sasori said.
He was wearing a black dress and a pointy hat. It was supposed to make him look ‘evil’.
“Shut up, Danna, hm, you’re not the one wearing a pink princess dress.”
“Oh you brat, a dress is a dress,” the redhead said, shaking his head slightly.
Sai walked up to them and smiled, “You two must be very close, using nicknames. Are you two ‘in love’?”
Deidara grabbed the closest object he could find, which happened to be one of Sasori’s books, and threw at Sai, while yelling a few rather rude words at the boy.

“Oh it hurts me greatly, foolish little Aurora, that you don’t like my hair,” Itachi said, without any emotion.
“Would you shut up, Snow white, your whining is giving me a headache,” Sasuke said, gritting his teeth.
“How about you two kiss and make up?” Sai suggested, smiling.
Sasuke looked at him. “What did you just say,” he hissed.
“Why don’t you two kiss and make up,” Sai repeated, still smiling that awfully sweet smile of his.
Sasuke took a few steps forward, looked the other boy straight in the eye and kneed him in the groin.
He looked almost satisfied when Sai doubled over onto the ground.
Within seconds one of the other boys sat down next to Sai and asked him if he was okay, while Kakuzu walked over to Sasuke, shaking his head.
“Sasuke-kun, I understand that what Sai-kun said was out of line, but kicking him between the legs?”
“He deserved it,” Sasuke said, crossing his arms.

“And I quote, ‘Hansel then kissed her and she woke up’. What the hell? I’m a Jashinist, it’s against my religion to kiss someone before marriage!” Hidan shouted, pushing the script into Kakuzu’s hands.
“Like Itachi would say, I refuse! I’m not gonna do that, you go find someone else.”
Kakuzu sighed, “Right, and I supposed you expect me to see someone appear right in front of me?”
“Kakuzu-san, could you please tell Itachi-san that he has to do as the script says, yeah?” Deidara asked.
Hidan and Kakuzu looked at the blonde.
“What, hm?”

As you can read, dear reader, practice was rather eventful and not without a few small problems.
The weeks passed almost too fast, and before they actually knew it, it was the day of the play.

“Wow… There must be many, many people coming to see the play,” Naruto said as he put on his cat ears.
Sasori nodded in agreement. Even though they couldn’t see how many people there were, they could hear them talking to each other.
Deidara grinned, “At least none of my family will be there to see me in a dress, hm!”
“Be glad,” Sasuke said, “My family is here.”
The blonde shrugged, “Yeah, well, sucks to be you.”
“Ten more minutes until the start,” Kakuzu warned. “Is everyone almost done?”
“No, almost! I can’t get these heels to fit,” Sasuke said, trying to put on his heels.
“Maybe Deidara-chan can help you with those, I bet he knows how to wear them,” Hidan said.
The blonde glared at Hidan, “Even if I did know, I wouldn’t help him.”
Sasuke looked at him coldly, “I don’t need your help, I’m already done.”
“Everyone, get ready!”

“Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I’m Nara Shikamaru, the narrator. Troublesome… I hope everyone will enjoy the play as much as the actors will.”
The lights went out and when they were turned on again the stage had been turned into a small kitchen.
“Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a family,” Shikamaru said. “There was a mother, a father and three children, Hansel, Gretel and… Stepsister. The father had lost his first wife and had remarried.”
Deidara, Hidan and Kakuzu were sitting at the kitchen table and Neji was cooking when Lee walked into the kitchen.
“My dear, dear youthful wife and my dear, dear youthful children! I have good news! We are officially rich!” he said, blowing a kiss towards Neji, who dodged it.
“That’s good news father,” Deidara said, “Now I’ll be able to buy more make-up using the money I steal from you at night.”
Hidan grinned, “Yeah, you really need more make-up, ‘cause you look horrible without it!”
“Let’s celebrate by going into the woods,” Kakuzu said.
“Even better, don’t you think, Gretel?”
Deidara glared at Hidan, “Yes, Hi-ansel. A very good idea.”
The lights went out again and Shikamaru continued speaking.

“That very evening they went into the woods, made a big campfire and sat around it, singing and celebrating. Gretel and Hansel were bored after a while, because father and mother only paid attention to Stepsister. They decided to wander around a bit.”

The lights went back on.
The kitchen had changed into a forest.
“Oh Hansel, I am so glad we lost those old people,” Deidara said.
“They were so boring,” Hidan held up a piece of bread, “Yeah, right, how about we leave a trail of bread crumbs? Dad still owes me money.”
“You are such a genius,” Deidara said, sounding very sarcastic. The silver-haired boy started throwing around chunks of bread, “I know!”

“Hansel might have been a genius, but his plan failed. A creature came and ate all the bread.”

Tobi came onto stage, crawling on all fours, collecting the chunks of bread.
“So much for you being a genius, yeah,” Deidara said, hitting Hidan in the face.
Hidan rubbed his cheek, “That wasn‘t in the script, Dei- Gretel-chan!”
“Well now it is, hm!”
“You know what, you little son of a- Ow!” Hidan was cut of by a piece of bread hitting his head.
He looked behind him and saw that it had been Kakuzu who had throw it.

Shikamaru coughed audibly and the lights went off again, “Anyway, they wandered around until they found a house made of candy. Hungry from all the walking, they started damaging the house by eating it. However, they hadn’t thought about the person who lived in the house.”

The lights went back on, revealing half a house. The house was two walls and some dark furniture.
Hidan was kicking one of the walls while Deidara was backing away from him.
Inside Sasori was sitting on a chair, petting Naruto, one of his black cats, who was laying at his feet.
The other cat, played by Kiba, was standing at the door, barking madly.
“Woof, witch-woman, someone is eating the house! Woof!”
Sasori stood up, walked around slowly, grabbed his broom and opened the door.
“You,” he pointed at Deidara. “Are you eating my house?” the redhead asked, sounding bored.
Deidara shook his head, “No, no, no, he-” he pointed his finger at Hidan, “- is, and I’m not related to that idiot!”
Sasori turned his head slowly and looked at Hidan. “You. Are you eating my house?”
“Shit no! If it tastes the way it smells, I’ll be dead before it reaches my stomach,” Hidan said, kicking the wall again.
“Well what do you expect, I saved all that food for years,” Sasori said, calmly.
His eyes darkened, “And you are destroying my work of art. Now I’ll have to punish you.”
Sasori walked over to Hidan and started hitting him with his broom, “You brat, how dare you! Do you have any idea how many years it took me to save all that food? Do you!? I’ll tell you, forty-four long years!”
“Ow, ow! Ghee, old woman, stop hitting me!” Hidan cried, trying to get away from the broom.
Deidara shook his head, “No, hit him, hit him!”
“You’re right,” Sasori said, no longer hitting Hidan. “This punishment is way too soft.”
He stood on his toes and grabbed Hidan’s ear, “You’re coming with me.”
As he started dragging the silver-haired boy into the house he looked at Deidara, “And you too!”
“Me, yeah? I’m not even related to him, really! Why should I come too?” the blonde asked.
Sasori tilted his head a little, “Don’t you want to see him suffering?”
“Okay, I’m coming, yeah!”
They all went inside, where Kiba bit Hidan’s leg.
“Hey, shit-face, lemme go!” Hidan shouted at the ‘cat’.
Kiba let him go and spit in his face, “With pleasure, you taste like rotten eggs.”
“Oh, he’s rotten alright,” Deidara said, grinning.
Sasori walked towards a cage, pulling Hidan with him. “Stay,” he told the boy as he let go of him.
“Hey, don’t treat me like I’m some sort of dog,” Hidan said, and almost instantly Kiba was sitting in front of him.
The redhead shrugged and stood on his toes again, this time trying to open the lock of the cage.
After a few failed attempts Deidara walked over to him, “Is something wrong?”
Sasori turned around and looked him in the eyes.
“I can’t reach the lock. You open it.”
The blonde unlocked the cage and Sasori pulled Hidan’s ear again, who was currently have a staring contest with Kiba.
He pushed the silver-haired boy into the cage and closed the door. Again he stood on his toes and tried to lock the cage, but again it didn’t work.
“You do it,” he said, pointing at Deidara. The blonde shrugged and locked the cage.
“What are you going to do with him?” he asked Sasori.
The redhead shrugged, “Eat him.”
“Cool.” The audience booed, making Deidara turn around and look at them. “What? You want me to start crying?”
When sounds of approval came from the audience he sighed, “Right…”
He fell to his knees and grabbed the bottom of Sasori’s black dress.
“Oh boohoo, please, don’t do that to him, I care soo-hoo much about him!”
Sasori rolled his eyes, “No.”
Deidara got up from the ground and glared at the audience, “Happy now?”

“Gretel was actually enjoying her time with the Wicked Witch, as she later found out her name was. They played board games most of the time, and ignored Hansel.
Thankfully one of the cats fed him by spitting food through the bars of the cage door.”
A yell came from the stage as Kiba threw food into the cage.
“Everything went well, until one day the Wicked Witch decided to clean out Hansel’s cage.”

Sasori stood up from the chair he was sitting on, “We should clean out what’s-his-name’s cage. It’s starting to smell.”
Deidara nodded in agreement.
“Have you two forgotten my name?” Hidan asked.
“No, we just like calling you everything but your name, hm.”
Deidara unlocked the cage and Sasori made sure Kiba would watch over Hidan.
But they didn’t notice that Hidan had poked Kiba in the eyes until he had picked Sasori up.
“Bwahahaha,” he laughed, evilly, “Now is the time for my revenge!”
And without any more words he shoved Sasori into the oven and put a dog collar around Deidara’s neck.
“Dear sister, I’m going to sell you to some barbarians!”
Deidara stared at him.
“What?” Hidan asked, a bit disturbed.
“I forgot my text,” the blonde said simply.
Hidan blinked twice, “Oh, you were supposed to say something like ‘Oh no, what ever have I done to make you hate me so much’, but that’s something artists or others pansies say.”
Deidara kicked him against the shin, “Oh no, you just killed the witch and called me an effeminate guy!”

Shikamaru coughed again, “And then a fairy came, hit Hansel on the head making him loose consciousness and brought the witch back to life.”

Tobi came onto stage again, this time wearing a fairy outfit. He hit Hidan on the head with his pink staff, threw around some pink roses and opened the oven door.
Sasori crawled out and frowned, “I hate pink.”

“Umh, yes, the Wicked Witch hates pink. She chased the fairy away with her broom.
When she came back inside the house Gretel had put the collar on Hansel and was jumping up and down happily.”
Deidara looked horrified, “You’ve gotta be kidding me…”
Sasori shrugged , grabbed his broom and started chasing Tobi away.
When he came back into the house Deidara was indeed jumping up and down, but not happily. “Oh joy of joys, we won a trip around the world,” he stated, sounding everything but joyful.
The lights went off again.

“They started packing their things, ready to leave behind everything for who-knows how long. They left the cats behind to take care of the house. After a few days of traveling they arrived at the first of many big cities they’d visit during their traveling. When they heard there was a princess asleep in the castle, who couldn’t be woken up, and because her prince refused to kiss her, seeing that he was actually in love with himself, Hansel- huh? There’s something scribbled here in some horrible handwriting, a moment please, ladies and gentlemen…”
Shikamaru resumed talking after a moment, “I’m sorry for the mistake, Gretel, not Hansel, proposed to visit the castle, because she really wanted to see the princess. And so they ended up in the princesses’ bedroom, where she was peacefully sleeping, oblivious of the world around her.”

The lights went back on. The stage had been changed into a rather pink bedroom.
Sasori, Deidara and Hidan were standing next to the bed, looking at Sasuke, who was sleeping in it.
“…umh,” the blonde muttered.
Hidan elbowed him, “What are you waiting for, say your text already!”
“Problem here, I forgot it again, yeah…”
“What are you, blonde or something!?”
For that remark Hidan got hit on the head with a pillow, “Shut up!”
He started laughing, “What, trying to hurt me with a pillow, Deida- I mean, Gretel-chan? Oh boohoo, it hurts sooo much!”
Sasori hit Hidan with his broom, “You’re supposed to say ‘What a beautiful princess’, remember?”
Deidara nodded, “Right… Oh, what a beautiful princess! It’s a shame she’s asleep, yeah. I wonder why she isn’t waking up.”
The silver-haired boy snickered, “Why don’t you kiss her and see what happens?”
Sasuke’s eyebrow twitched.
“What!? No way, no way am I kissing that bastard,” Deidara stated, crossing his arms. “It’s not in the script.”
Shikamaru shook his head, “It is. Troublesome… Just kiss him on the cheek or something…”
The blonde muttered a few profanities and leaned down to kiss Sasuke’s cheek. Everything would have gone right if Hidan hadn’t decided to push Deidara’s head down onto Sasuke’s, making their lips lock.
There was a moment of silence before they quickly moved away from each other.
Sasuke sat up and started coughing madly.
Deidara wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Gross,” he muttered.
Sasuke nodded, “That was the most horrible thing that ever happened to me in my life besides that one man!”
Hidan shook his head, “That was absolutely awesome, two guys acting like girls, kissing!”
They both looked at the silver-haired boy.
“Oh Hidan,” Deidara began, his voice sickeningly sweet.
“You wanna know how we think about this?” Sasuke finished.
They walked towards Hidan, who was backing away, until he tripped over Sasori’s broom.
“Oh shit,” he said, looking at Deidara and Sasuke, who were closing in on him rapidly.
The lights got turned off.

“Ow-ow-ow! Hey, can’t we talk about thi- That’s not supposed to bend that way! Shit, Kakuzu, help me!”
“No. We don’t have time for that. Finish beating him up and continue the play.”
“Kakuzu, you bastard, I’ll make you pay for this! Ow!”

When the lights were turned back on Hidan was no longer on stage.
“Thank you for waking me up,” Sasuke said, not sounding very grateful. “My name is Aurora and I-”
He got cut of by Itachi and Sai, who walked onto stage.
“Hello foolish little Aurora,” Itachi said, flipping his hair. Sai waved smilingly.
Sasuke tried to kick Itachi, but tripped over his heels and fell to the ground.
“Snow white, you…” he hissed, glaring at the older Uchiha.
“What-ever have I done for you to hate me so much, foolish little Aurora?” he asked.
“Is it that my hair is prettier than yours?”
Sasuke stood up and shook his head, “No, I hate it.”
“Oh it hurts me greatly, foolish little Aurora, that you don’t like my hair,” Itachi said, emotionless.
“Would you shut up, Snow white, your whining is giving me a headache,” Sasuke said, glaring.
Sai smiled and stepped in-between the two, “Oh, so many violent words, can’t we solve this peacefully?”
“No,” the Uchiha brothers said simultaneously.
Sasuke glared at Itachi, pointed at him with his finger and said, “I declare a magical-girl-battle!”
“I accept,” Itachi answered, flipping his hair again.
Tobi ran onto the stage, threw some more roses around while Itachi and Sasuke slipped out of their dresses, revealing that they were wearing mini-tops and skirts underneath, Itachi in yellow-red-blue, Sasuke in pink.
When they were done Tobi quickly ran off of the stage again.
“Magical-eye-attack!” Sasuke yelled, staring at Itachi with murderous intent in his eyes.
“Foolish little Aurora, your attack lacks hatred. Magical-eye-of-doom-attack.”
Sasuke fell to his knees, “No, not the magical-eye-of-doom-attack! I have no power left to fight you…”
Sai skipped over to him, “Want me to kiss it better?”
The younger Uchiha punched him in the face, “No.”
Deidara wrinkled his nose, “No power left my ass.”
“Shut up,” Sasuke yelled at the blonde, “I’m only saying what’s in the script!”

“Eh… After Aurora lost to Snow white they…” Shikamaru stopped reading. “There’s something scribbled here again, I apologize ladies and gentlemen.”
He resumed reading, “They decided to have a tea party.”
The lights went out, but not before Sasuke shot a glare at Shikamaru.
“Many, many people were invited, and everyone came over to the party, because they were afraid of what would happen if they didn’t. Snow white and Aurora weren’t the most forgiving people.”

The lights went back on again. The stage had been changed into a ballroom.
Sasuke and Itachi were back into their dresses. Tobi was standing in the middle of the stage, with white bunny ears on his head.
“Tea-time,” he shouted, “Tobi-rabbit says tea-time!”
All the others actors came onto stage dressed in formal, even Hidan with some extra make-up on his face.

“The tea-party was a success, everyone had a great time and most importantly Hansel and Gretel saw their parents again.”

Deidara and Hidan stared at Neji and Lee, shocked in a not good way.
“Mom, dad!? What the heck are you two doing here?” the blonde asked.
“It is your destiny to come home with us,” Neji said. Lee nodded with a smile and gave them a thumbs up.

“And so they went back home, taking the Wicked Witch with them. Hansel married Snow white, Gretel married a talking mirror and the Wicked Witch remained single.
And so everyone was happy, except for maybe Aurora. After the tea party the Wicked Witch hit her with her broom, so she fainted and has had a headache ever since, and without a prince to kiss it better Aurora locked herself up in her castle room. The End.”

The audience clapped their hands as the actors took their bows and walked of stage.

Writing Challenge 2

2007-12-10T12:48:00.000+01:00

“I hate Christmas.”
That statement was coming from little Chrissie Miller.
“Why do people kill trees?” Chrissie asked her mom.
As Mom looked into another shop she replied, “They don‘t kill them, dear, they…”
Her mom fell silent. “Mom? What do they do to trees then?”
“I don‘t know, maybe you‘re right,” Mom answered truthfully.
Chrissie’s mouth formed a silent ‘oh’.
They walked away from the shop her mother looked a moment ago, on to the next.
“Mom?” Chrissie asked, squeezing her mother’s hand softly.
“Yes, Chrissie?”
She took a deep breath.
“If people keep killing trees, will the forest die? All forests? And the animals that live there?”
Her mother didn’t answer.
“Mom?” Chrissie asked again. They walked towards yet another shop.
“I don‘t know,” her mother answered. Another silent ‘oh’.
As they continued walking Chrissie continued asking questions.
“Mom, what is dynamite?” she asked as they walked away from a toy-shop.
“Why do you ask, dear?”
“Because someone said dynamite is bad.”
She looked up at her mom who seemed to think for a moment.
“That‘s true, dear, dynamite is bad. It kills animals.”
Right then Chrissie decided she hated dynamite more than Christmas, whatever ‘dynamite’ could be.

Writing Challenge 1

2007-11-20T15:19:00.000+01:00

I once dreamed about a perfect world.
And in that perfect world lived perfect people, who had perfect lives.
Everything was perfect, too perfect to be true.
But that’s why it was a dream.
There was this girl, who lived in the perfect house.
She got perfect grades at school, just like everyone else, for the world was perfect.
Her parents were the perfect match, married happily to each other, they never had a fight.
The girl had many friends and no enemies.
Everything was perfect, too perfect to be true.
Yes, too perfect to be true indeed.
Because even in the perfect world, and even though she had the perfect live, she had many perfect little tears hidden far away in her perfect little heart.

Tired

2007-10-12T22:47:00.000+02:00

In the past few days I've finished taking pictures for chapter one of Estranged.
And now I feel really tired...

...gonna try and sleep tonight...

Monday, first day of October, 2007

2007-10-01T21:32:00.000+02:00

Today my mom suggested that I'd post here what I do everyday, so that when I feel like I'm not doing anything, I can look here to see if that is true.
Sounds like a good idea to me!

I woke up at 8:56, but stayed in my bed, thinking, until 11:00.
Even though I kind of think that is lazy of me, I needed some time to think about the stories I'm writing, so it kind of helped me.
Then I finally got up, got dressed and played some violin before going downstairs.

Today I drew two hands, ten toes and a 'no smoking' sign. That's really good!
I made 4 pictures for my story, Estranged.
Arry and I are currently writing a story together that already has more than 2400 words.
And I went to violin lessons.

I think I did well today...

My first Sim Video

2007-09-16T17:32:00.000+02:00

Conquer The Food
It's a video blog of one of my sim-teenagers, Emina Gemin.
She is filming about her life using her brother's video recorder, that doesn't record sound.
This is the very first Sim Video I have ever made, and I am kind of proud of it!
Except for the quality, because YouTube messes with my video's quality...
But you can still look at it without having your eyes start bleeding.
What do you think of it?

Death always comes too soon

2007-09-06T10:57:00.000+02:00

“Get down, get down!” a male voice yelled.
Gunshots ran through the air like a hot knife through butter.
She looked around.People were running everywhere, and she was just standing there, doing nothing.
On the ground was her doll, her once pretty dress no more than a cloth now.
The street where she stood was almost empty.
Her eyes looked around.
The houses were empty, the sun was shining but it wasn’t pretty.
Then she picked up her doll and hugged her.
“Momma will find us, don’ worry,” she told her doll, running her small hand through her doll’s hair.
Her doll was very different from her.
Doll had blue eyes, white skin and blond hair, she had brown hair, brown skin and black eyes.
She could hear footsteps coming her way, so she looked up.
A man stood there, a gun in his hands.
Something told her to run away, but her feet didn’t listen to that little voice deep inside her mind.
After a moment she too, thought it was a good idea to run, but it was too late.
Yet another gun shot rang through the air, and her now lifeless body fell to the ground.

The nervous system

2007-08-22T12:06:00.000+02:00

If I remember it right, for something to happen inside, something must happen on the outside.
Man, this stuff is kind of confusing!
But I love it.
So, if a person sees food, will the person always reach for it?
Every time they see food?
No, only when they are hungry....or something like that.
I also read about this guy named Rene Descartes with a little thingy on the first 'e' in 'Rene', who compared humans and animals with machines and robots.
And I read a lot about the nervous system, nerves, other nerves, more nerves, reactions, things like that.

My First Simstory!

2007-08-20T15:19:00.000+02:00

Today I uploaded the Prologue of Estranged.
I hope many people will read it and comment on it...

EDIT:
Oh my goodness!
I just became a Proud Member of SimTales!
I am sooooo happy! Thank you mommy!
A thousand hugs and kisses to you!

Psychology

2007-08-05T14:40:00.000+02:00

Yep, that's right, I'm learning psychology!
And for this year I must read 'Psychology' by Gleitman.
I already started reading today, and it is very interesting.
When I looked at the first 3-4 pages I remembered that my mom used to read in this book and let me look at the pictures when I was younger.
So I have a whole year to read a book with about 1000 pages...
No big deal, I bet I can read it in 6 months and then read it again!I really must try that, sounds like fun to me!
It can't be that hard, right?
Read that book and try to remember what is in it.

Today I have read about that little kids already know that they shouldn't crawl on almost invisible glass tables, dreams are crazy and that birds only have one plan to get a husband-bird.
Okay, I probably learned more than that, but that is what I read.
I better go read some more...

First blog post ever!

2007-06-07T15:59:00.001+02:00

I have no idea what to post here, but anyway, I'll just post something here.

About me:

My name, well, my internet name is Lizzy.
I'm a crazy 13 year old that likes to write, draw, read, play with her playmobil and lots of other things.
My mom is homeschooling me and it's great! I have two friends, lets call them Arry and Essy because calling them 'friend 1' and 'friend 2' is kind of...weird...
They are both girls and I love them.
(Well, not like that, more like sister-love)
Together Essy, Arry and me have created a world where magic can be used
We especially like a big city named Virdac.

Many people live there.

It all started with me on my own I think...
I always had this family; it had a mom and a dad, a girl (11-13 years old), a brother (7-9 years old) and a baby sister (0-3 years old).
The oldest girl would be me, the brother would probably be some sort of replacement for my dead sister and the baby girl would be my youngest sister.
I already knew Arry back then, I think.
But she didn't have any playmobil so she didn't have her own family yet.

So I created a family, I gave them as their last name 'de Grooten' meaning 'the Great'.
There was a mother, a father, Elise and Ariel the twins, a brother named Bas and a baby sister.
Ariel was Arry and Elise was me.
Ariel had brown hair, Elise had orange/red hair.

We gave them a big house, gave them a lot of money, a boat, camper, another smaller house and a big garden.
And of course, many, many, MANY pets.
At least five cats, six dogs, ten rabbits, 4 horses and some birds.

We played and played...

After a long time Elise and Ariel had many sisters, and still only one brother.
Elise learned how to drive a car and Ariel got a job as nurse in the hospital.
Then we dicided it was time for them to grow up.
Elise got the boat and smaller house, while Ariel only wanted the camper.
They both got married and got 3 children.
Elise married a man named John Verwoerd.
At the time, Elise got a daughter Laura, two other daughters and adopted a little baby boy.

But I wasn't very happy with those children...
So I changed them.
Elise now had a son, Emiel.
Then twins named Lianda and Arla (both girls).
Then another daughter named Joanna, but that became Joan after some time.
Everyone was happy.
Then Arry got her own playmobil, and one of Elise's sisters became her own family.
The sister was named Erna-Anneke, and she had a twin named Anneke-Erna.

Back to Elise.

Emiel ran away, he didn't like it at home a lot and was in love with a girl, oooOOOooohhh!
Elise was very sad, but she had other children to take care of, so she couldn't be sad all day...
They moved in with an older lady who's name was Annabella Jongeren.

Everything was nice again, Lianda got to know many children, including a boy named Erwin.
When Lianda first met him, he told her to call him 'Eerin', not Erwin.
So Erwin became Eerin.
They became best friends very quickly.
Joan started to walk and talk and met her cousin, Inisha.
They too, became best friends.

John was working in the army at the time, and one day two men came to the door of Annabella's house with sad news...

They were on a mission when something happened and John got injured.
He was still alive, but lost his leg.
Elise was very sad and worried, Lianda couldn't stop crying and Arla didn't speak to anyone for five days.
Joan didn't know much about all this.

After that a lot happened, John got a fake new leg, Joan and Inisha got their own radio sender, Lianda and Arla went to some sort of training school, Emiel started writing letters to Elise and Elise finally got to meet his children.
More people got children, and Virdac was born... sort of...

And that's about it, I think.
So umh, this was my first blog thingy I wrote, and who-ever really read all of this get an virtual chocolate chip cookie.