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Joined: 25-June 09
Guess who is joining this drabble mess? I'm actually going to try to do them in order though. I'll be taking my prompts from table( 50-B ). Knowing me, it won't get done, so don't get too excited!
001. Threat Peter Pettigrew
Everything used to be so simple. Peter Pettigrew knew who his friends were, he was a happy kid, and then his life was ripped apart. There was an instant feeling of him being threatened. He knew that the attack on his family wasn't going to be the last. The Muggles would continue to do what they wanted, and it would hurt Peter in the long run.
It all started with a little threat.
Then a girl came along and told him it would be ok. He had a reason to feel threatened by the muggles, but there was no reason to fear her and her friends. They were his friends. The threat was gone.
Time moved on, and things began to get harder. The threat of his life being destroyed was back. But this time he was in complete and utter confusion. He didn't know where he belonged, and there was only one thing that would keep him in the path he was headed in. A threat. If he didn't do what they said, he would be dead. If he did what they said, his old friends would be dead.
It all ended with a threat.
002. Empire Baldric van Vranken
Almost every empire was built on blood, and this one would be no different. Blood was an important part of the wizarding world, and Baldric knew he was on the right side even as he saw her round the corner. She had chosen to be on the other side. It really was a shame, because they seemed to work well together in the past. Of course, this had been a different kind of working together.
Madison was part of his own empire. She wasn't aware of this. Hell, none of the people he had been with were aware of this. But he had put his mark on them. Not literally. He just knew that they would never forget the time that they had with him in the past.
In every empire there is a revolt. The people begin to dislike the emperor, and attack. It was fate. So he couldn't help but get a large smirk on his face as he locked eyes with her. Deep in his mind he knew this wasn't going to be the fall of his empire. Baldric was part of two empires. He had to chose which one was more important. The choice was obvious. There was one reason why he was out in the middle of the battle field, and that was to get the cause done.
So with a flick of the wrist, a citizen of his own empire fell and crumpled to the ground.
It wouldn't be long until his own empire fell.
003. FalterTheodore Careden
Today should be simple. All Theodore would have to do is walk up to her exactly what he was thinking. She no longer had control over him. He wasn't going to ever date Natalia Reed. He was in lo--strong like with Sebastian Mejia. He did not like being called Theodore, and would prefer it if she called him Theo. He didn't ever want her to send him those romance novels again. He loved his father, and knew that he didn't do anything wrong. He didn't want to dress up for family photos anymore. He had consumed alcohol in the past, and she didn't need to care. And finally, the reason why he was this way was because of her. He had circled through what he was going to say hundreds of times in his head. The car ride wasn't very long, but he probably looked like a crazy man talking to himself. What he said had to be perfect.
As he finally pulled up to the house, he got out of the door. He had more confidence than he had ever had in his entire house. He was ready to let her know exactly what he was thinking. He hadn't seen her in almost six months, and he thought he was ready to face her. His feet didn't drag through the dust of the driveway, but instead stabbed into the hard ground with every step. He had been waiting his entire life to tell her this.
He put his hand on the door, and stopped. He wasn't ready. But without him turning the door handle, it began to turn in his hand. He let go of the door, and it swung itself open.
"Theodore!" It was the excited voice of his mother. She moved in to hug him.
"Mum," he said, standing his ground. "I ha--" his voice faltered. He couldn't do it. "I missed you."
"You really need to learn how to respond to letters. I thought I raised you to be more polite. Anyway, come inside. I made cookies. I also invited that young girl from down the street. She seemed excited to meet you."
There was always next time.
004. Compliment Vincent Crabbe
"You look nice tonight." It was all that had to be said. Vincent Crabbe had never been known for the way he spoke, so he knew better than to speak too much. He had already caused plenty of trouble for Natalia, and wasn't about to cause even more. All he could do is compliment her.
"Your hair looks nice."
"That color brings out your eyes."
"You look lovely."
Compliments made life easier. He just tried to make her feel better. But instead, he got the cold shoulder. It was what he was expecting. This little Spring Fling was not something that he wanted to be a part of, and he knew she didn't want to be a part of it...well she didn't want to be a part of it with him. But they had an obligation to show up. He sat at the table, looking at the back of her head the majority of the time. Too bad compliments didn't make everyone feel better. But for now, it was all Vincent could do.
005. GlassAri Sheik
Ari Sheik had always been proud that nobody could see through her disguises. She had plenty of time painting on a face and creating a whole new world for herself. Little did she know, the paint would begin to chip off of her glass like surface. It took just a little opening, and everything would begin to peel. It was as if the world was around her, just scratching her story apart, and creating holes everywhere. It wouldn't take long for her to be fully exposed. She just had to be comfortable with herself. The paint came off slowly, so she could get used to everything.
When the last chip fell, there she was. Anyone would be able to read through her, and see the mess of a problem that she had inside. She knew exactly where she had to go. Svetlana needed to be the first one to know the full truth about herself. As they spoke, Ari spilled everything out to her. Every little emotion that had ran through her head during these times that her glass was covered in those painted on stories. She threw every lie away, and let Svetlana see the true her for the first time in her life.