By The Sea teaser

Summary: Francine thinks she has her life figured out. She’s going to marry her fiancé, and like in all the fairy tales, she’s going to live happily ever after. Except he dumps her, on her wedding day, and now the only thing she can do is keep moving forward. Her journey keeps taking her to warm sands and beautiful waters, but can she find love there? For my Summer of Love series. Full piece can be found here on AO3.

Part 1: The Honeymoon

Chapter 1

Francine was letting her hairdresser work her magic. She’d hired the woman on a whim, but also because a friend of hers used the woman for her wedding and her hair looked like something out of a fairytale. She needed no instruction other than her style needed to accommodate her veil, which the woman said she could do in a very thick accent before getting to work. Francine watched in the mirror as her hair transformed, at least until the woman turned her chair.

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The Chronicles of Freaky Friday teaser

The Chronicles of Freaky Friday

Summary: Arthur Read is now 25 and desperate for work post-college. Principal Haney sets him up at a private school, and Arthur shamefully moves back home to take work at the school. His students are troubled and need his guidance, but he needs them just as much as they adjust to life.

A/N: This is a next gen piece where Arthur is 25 years old. I’ve rated this piece T for adult language and possible adult content in later chapters. Also this piece is very Arthur-centric and most of the cast are OC’s. This piece was written for NaNo 2017. PM me for more info

CHAPTER ONE

Moving back home was probably the most humiliating thing I’d ever decided to do. I was already pretty bummed about taking six years for my undergrad just to get rejected for my Master’s program, and then I ended up back in Elwood City, back in my childhood bedroom. Well, I guess it became DW’s room when I left because the walls are purple now and half the boxes are from her various girl phases. It’s barely home anymore, and it’s definitely not where I wanted to be.

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At First Sight

Nigel was pouring his second coffee of the morning when she walked in. Principal Haney led her to the center of the teacher’s lounge, his presence alone silencing the room. When Nigel had finished pouring his cup and had completely turned around, Principal Haney began his introduction:

“Everyone, this is Melanie Fuller. She’ll be joining our team as the new art teacher, well, substitute art teacher while…well you all know,” Principal Haney smiled, gesturing to Melanie, “We want to welcome you to the team, Melanie, and if you need anything, anything at all, let us know right away.”

“Oh, I will,” Melanie replied with a southern accent. Nigel felt himself swoon, a feeling he hadn’t felt in ages, probably since he was back in grade school. Crushes weren’t part of his vocabulary and they never had been, something he was almost proud of. No crush had ever gotten in the way of him moving up in the world, yet here he stood, swooning over a new teacher that was probably half his age.

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Birdwell High Chapter 1 (teaser)

Summary: Emily Elizabeth and Jetta became best friends over the years, but they didn’t start out that way. In fact, because of Jetta’s relentless bullying, they ended up becoming enemies. Jetta turned on Emily Elizabeth in middle school, and high school changed nothing. In fact, things have reached a climax now that Emily Elizabeth has missed the first day of school to deal with a death in the family. When the student body sides with her and turns against Jetta, something must be done to keep the situation from becoming more volatile. Can they reconcile their differences? Warning, major character death. Rated K+ due to some adult language/content.

Chapter 1

**Warning, character death**

Emily Elizabeth looked up as a football sailed overhead and flew across the long sidewalk between the road and the school. She had no idea who threw it or who caught it, but she was worried about other things. It was the second day of school and she was nervous, namely because this was really her first day of school for the year. She couldn’t be there on the first day because of Clifford, her big red dog that everyone knew and loved. He’d been sick for a long time, but when Emily Elizabeth went to check on him that morning, and to show him her new outfit for school, he’d barely looked at her.

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Animal Matchmaking

Summary: Francine has had a crush for a while on a particular classmate. When she keeps putting off reasons to tell him, a particular feline decides to take matters into his own paws. Will Nemo be successful?

Francine was attempted to do homework when Nemo bounded into the room. He dropped a leaf onto her page before strutting around her bed. Francine scoffed at her crazy kitten as he kneaded the corner of her mattress.

“Yes, yes, you did good, Nemo, but I’m trying to study,” Francine said, tossing his leaf onto the floor. Nemo went straight from ‘loving fluff ball’ to ‘ninja-in-training’, diving on the leaf and chasing it into the hallway, nearly knocking Catherine over on the way out.

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Life-Long Crush

Summary: Arthur’s heart was always meant for one girl. Throughout his life he pines for her, but the two never end up together. How can he live with such a life-long crush?

Arthur was playing outside with his preschool class. Francine and Fern were nearby on the blacktop, trying to put together a game of hopscotch. Arthur and Buster were drawing an alien landscape nearby with their own chalk, their conversation simple as they colored in their wobbly lines.

“I need these!” Francine said firmly, stomping up to the boys. Before they could protest, their box of chalk was across the blacktop, finishing the top of the hopscotch board while Fern colored nearby.

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Molly’s First Day

Summary: Molly gets her first job at a store that sells computer games, except she used Ed Crosswire’s help to get the job and knew nothing about what she was doing. How will her first customer react to her cluelessness?

I learned a lot of things my first day on the job. It was a small shop that sold computer accessories and software mostly, but I knew I could wing it in most situations, especially once I got some training. What I didn’t know was that getting a job through Muffy and her father meant I likely wouldn’t receive much training because of how much he would over sell my skills. This led to problems, but again, I learned quite a bit.

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Spending Money

Summary: When Sue Ellen wants a new book series, she decides she needs to get a job to pay for it. Her first attempts fall flat, but Ed Crosswire has ties to the local mall. Will Ed and his daughter Muffy be able to help her? One-shot. Written for my collab series “At The Mall” using a theme from my Infinite Theme List Challenge.


Sue Ellen wasn’t usually one to take advantage of people, but when she found a new series of books she just had to own, plus all the other amazing things the internet had to offer, she knew she needed to get her hands on more cash. Now that she was fifteen, her allowance had stopped because her parents would rather her have a job. Sue Ellen didn’t know what kind of job she was supposed to get, but she did know that Muffy was offering her classmates jobs at the new mall complex, all thanks to Ed Crosswire.

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Bitzi’s Letter

Summary: Buster has turned 18, and to celebrate, Bitzi has written him an email. She starts with your standard coming of age introduction, then she tells Buster the biggest secret of her life, the circumstances of her divorce from his father, Bo. Things may have ended amicably for the young couple, but things were definitely not sunshine and rainbows. One-shot. Can be found on ff.net here.

To: baxterb395@yahoo.com
From: bitzi30@gmail.com
Subject: Happy 18th Birthday!

It’s so nice to see my baby boy is all grown up now. I knew I’d see this day and be so proud of you, and I think you knew it too. Things haven’t always been easy for us, but you’ve stuck through everything. I’m hoping you take those skills into your adult life and use them well, not that I’m going anywhere any time soon if you need help.

There is something I need to tell you, a story I need to share. You’ve asked questions over the years, and your father and I have always done our best to feed you the story we practiced, but…I’ve always felt guilty for hiding everything from you. I was so young when you were born and when everything happened, so I wanted to keep things hidden so you wouldn’t have to feel the pain I had to feel.

But now that you’re 18, you need to know everything. I’m going to start at the beginning and tell you the 100% true story of how your father and I met.

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Long Lost Bomb

Summary: Mr. Morris just wanted to build a fence around his yard, but a hidden nuke placed in his yard during the Cold War years changes those plans entirely. Can also be found on ff.net here.

Mr. Morris did what any good citizen would when he began drilling for new fence posts in his yard. He called 711 before he dug, making sure there were no underground cables or gas lines in the immediate area. He knew about his own lines, of course, running safely under his concrete driveway. After a few minutes, the operator knew about them too and said if he stayed thirty feet away, which he intended to do, he shouldn’t have any problems.

But as he cranked the mechanic post hole digger and slid his protective mask and goggles over his face, he couldn’t know what was about to happen. In a perfect world, the post hole digger would break into the crisp new earth, giving him the perfect place to put a fence post.

Mr. Morris expected this as he braced his middle-aged body for the forces that came with digging such holes. He put his weight on his back leg as he hoisted the machine over the red spray painted X on the ground. Then he shifted his weight to the front leg to make the hole–

BOOM!

The blast was felt in every corner of the city and beyond its borders. Entire city blocks were gone. A mushroom cloud was visible over the area, and as news crews felt the movement and heard the sound, they readied their equipment to cover whatever the blast was.

But they wouldn’t get the chance. Within minutes, a military base not far from the city had messages deployed, and soon large helicopters were filling Elwood City’s airspace. News crews sat in waiting, as did the citizens not effected by the blast. Those who were in the blast zone? The people closest were vaporized on the spot, along with their houses and most other structures. If you were at the edges of the blast, you were badly injured but alive, and the military took care of you, transporting you using the helicopters, which landed in the middle of deserted streets or lawns as they went into action.

Hours would pass before the military allowed journalists to tell the story, and even then it would take days for the real story to spread. But for now, fiction was better than truth: They all believed he’d simply nicked a gas line that caused a larger-than-anticipated explosion.

But they all knew that wasn’t right, otherwise the military wouldn’t be there.


Bitzi was at her desk when the story broke. The president had released information about the Elwood City Explosion!, as Bitzi had been prone to calling it herself. She almost lost her son that day, who was now recuperating at home after a 2×4 from the blast area hit him and Arthur on their way to the Sugar Bowl. She knew plenty of others that had died, but with her son almost being one of them, this was all a little more personal.

She opened the video and sat back as it loaded. Thankfully there weren’t any ads as President Obama greeted her with the most stern expression she’d seen since New Town.

“Greetings my fellow Americans. I speak to you today to explain what happened in one of our beloved cities, Elwood City, Massachusetts. To lie to you all would break my heart, so I must erase what you already know about this blast. This was no simple gas explosion, and the people who lost their lives that day have some of their own comrades to blame.

“Back during the atomic era when nuclear warheads were produced in anticipation of a war with Russia, armed forces needed to hide their stocks from possible enemies. Special projects in particular were hidden away, and these areas were supposed to remain untouched by anyone. The government bought those pieces of land and maintained them themselves.

“But in this case, the land was mistakenly sold to a developer looking to put a subdivision in Elwood City. When their neighbor began to dig, he had no way of knowing there was an active warhead below him, that he would accidentally kill five hundred of his friends and neighbors.

“The U.S. government takes responsibility for this explosion, as much as it pains us to do so, but it is the only right thing to do. We will make this right–”

“Mrs Baxter? Your son wants to know if you’ll swing by some place and get him some chicken nuggets on the way home. He wants McDonalds mostly because they have those new toys,” her assistant whispered with a light smile, trailing off.

Bitzi paused the video and sat back. Their town blew up because the government hid a warhead from Russia in someone’s backyard back in the day, then sold the land to a developer. Bitzi shook her head. This sounded like a Cold War Era novel with extra bits of fiction thrown in to make the author sound a little more legit.

But if President Obama was talking about it with that expression, she knew this information to be true. A warhead exploded in their town. They were now America’s Hiroshima.

Bitzi felt sick. Her boy was almost vaporized. She was almost vaporized. It was too much to handle. She grabbed her things, leaving her computer as-is, before heading out to fulfill her son’s request.


Fly-over pictures told the story of how much needed to be rebuilt as headlines told you how many people were lost. The government stepped in to help clean up the mess, but it was there for an entire month while officials investigated. That land was useless now, they decided, as radiation still filled the scene. Most of the debris closest to the epicenter would remain there for at least a decade, then they would try again.

So as the town lost a hefty chunk of land to high fences with coiled barbed wire on top, the government worked to rebuild on new land they helped the city secure. They promised there were no more hidden nukes, no more surprises, laying beneath the ground, but people were still talking about the issue and asking that important question–Is there anything below my land?

It became a special project for Bitzi as she tried to cope with everything that happened. She started researching the issue and discovered the project had been unclassified not long ago, though exact locations remained under wraps. The problem was that the details of the warheads had been released, and she was shocked to find out that one of the bombs was missing its power source, a plutonium piece that could be literally anywhere and no one would know, as it had probably been missing close to seventy years.

This disgusted her, but she tried to be patriotic. The government put that warhead on farmland, which they bought from the farmer, and the only one in danger was said farmer (and maybe his loyal dog). They too weren’t aware it was missing until they went to dig it up, risking their lives because the bombed was armed to go off at any time.

They admitted their mistakes and worked to fix them, and Bitzi knew she had to trust in them that this was the truth. They didn’t mean to hurt people. They didn’t mean for this to happen.

So she came to terms with that part of the issue, but she still couldn’t help but wonder who would be next.
~End


A/N: So this is another installment of my Disasters series, another one-shot as well. That means it goes for my Summer 100 One-Shots Challenge. Let me know if you want to join.

So the backstory for this? Well I literally just woke up, had this idea, and decided to type it out before my dog woke me up AGAIN. But this is unfortunately based on truth. I was watching a show, I think on Travel Channel, about things we don’t know, secrets the government keeps, and I don’t remember the Why, but they did hide nukes underground. And when they went to dig up the one in that farmer’s field, they only found part of it…and it was armed. The guy still gets goosebumps thinking about it.

The government still maintains the land there, but it’s a huge unanswered question about where the plutonium part ended up, which means they don’t know if it’s just lost in storage, buried somewhere on the property, or in the wrong hands.

Keyword: Spooky.

So this was based off that. I’m aware I took out Mr. Morris, which I don’t like because I do love the guy (“The Janitor” is my favorite piece right now because of him. You all should check that out next). But this Disasters series is going to have death, so yeah. I’ll just write another one-shot or longer piece with him alive for next time:P

Last bit: If you liked this, please leave reviews. I’m not really a numbers girl, but I get pissed off when people like Travis write stuff about children’s genitals and get 10 times the reviews as someone like me who writes normal stuff about kids being kids–fully clothed without discussing size, color, etc.–and yeah, we need to support each other.

Alright, Chrys out.