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Dublin Ireland's International Airport was as usual hectic, crammed, busy and full of irritated customers who had been unexpectedly bumped from their flights to make room for Flight Attendants and Pilots heading elsewhere to get on their flights. For what seemed like the fifty millionth time that week, Echo sat in the first class airport lounge waiting for an available flight to Japan as she'd been bumped from her originally booked flight. Shortly after getting up to go get something to eat and sitting back down at her table, Echo's phone rang and she checked the caller id noting it was her mom calling and answered it. Echo swipes the pirate skull to the right then hits the speaker icon saying: Ello?! Fortuna hears the noise in the background and says: Don't tell me, ya got bumped with other people so an entire flight crew could get to their destination? Echo: Got that right. Spent three nights in the Airport's Hotel in a suite because I kept getting bumped with the promise of

Dublin Ireland's International Airport was as usual hectic, crammed, busy and full of irritated customers who had been unexpectedly bumped from their flights to make room for Flight Attendants and Pilots heading elsewhere to get on their flights. For what seemed like the fifty millionth time that week, Echo sat in the first class airport lounge waiting for an available flight to Japan as she'd been bumped from her originally booked flight. Shortly after getting up to go get something to eat and sitting back down at her table, Echo's phone rang and she checked the caller id noting it was her mom calling and answered it. Echo swipes the pirate skull to the right then hits the speaker icon saying: Ello?! Fortuna hears the noise in the background and says: Don't tell me, ya got bumped with other people so an entire flight crew could get to their destination? Echo: Got that right. Spent three nights in the Airport's Hotel in a suite because I kept getting bumped with the promise of being

It was a gloomy afternoon in mid July in the kingdom of ancient Bright Jewel, the sky outside was so dark it looked like it was nighttime instead of a quarter to eight in the morning and the wind was so strong it was causing the rapidly pouring rain to look like sheets of water coming down from the sky. Inside a medium sized house, a caramel brown furred female with golden blond hair and stormy grey blue eyes wearing a light blue dress with a pink apron over top stood inside her home sweeping the dirt from the floor of her home. Though her right ring finger bore a wedding ring and photos of her wedding three years prior adorned the walls, she had no idea as to where he'd gotten off to, even though she had a really bad feeling in the pit of her stomach something had happened to keep him away for so long. There was one thing Charlotte was thankful for this day: she didn't have to haul countless buckets of water up and down the fields to water the crops and flowers she had growing

Yeah we all remember waiting anxiously for Sailor Moon to air for the first time on American/Canadian TV Networks, but for a second imagine the time slot being either when you’re at school or you’re in bed SLEEPING or at work or an after school activity...feeling frustrated? Sorry Millennials, we didn’t have the ability to future record back in the 90′s nor did we have internet and youtube? What's youtube?! Didn't exist in the 90's, so we either caught a Saturday noon hour re-airing or the abysmally universally hated early Sunday evening airing or if we didn't have to work and there was nothing causing the bus to be late dropping us off at our stops, we got home just in time for the previous show to be wrapping up giving us enough time to pop in a new blank tape and get ready to record or if we had to work we asked a fellow new Moonie the next day if they had recorded it. Anyways here's a list of things I HATED about the time slots YTV often picked for Sailor Moon to air. 9 A.M. M-F:

Just watched Mark read this on YouTube and figured I'd post it here. My husband and I get along like a house on fire, we love each other and talk constantly about what's best for our family. He's recently went back to work (he's a chef) and I'm still on furlough (I co-manage a bar_ I cook from scratch everyday. I've recently let the little one (3 in March) scoop the chopped up food into the cook pot. Chopped up carrots? She giggles and scoops them into the pot, Mushrooms? Giggles and scoops them into the pot. Onions, giggles and scoops them in (I wash her hands after) He tried to get her to play with her blocks which are her favorite toy at the moment and she said to him 'No daddy, we do dinner. Don't be nasty' He hasn't spoken to me properly since then. His dad emailed me saying I should take the lead from my husband (since he knows best) His brothers have texted saying I should just pick my battles. I told him if he couldn't have an adult conversation with me, he should go and

It was a cold, dreary, rainy Saturday in mid April and while other kids were in Kirarigaoka, a group of girls was busily unpacking their new house in Kirarigaoka. As they unpacked their bedrooms, one girl in the front bedroom suddenly realized her red steamer trunk was missing and went on a hunt to figure out where it had gotten off to, only to find it hidden in a storage closet's hidden room. Relieved it wasn't lost or still in her old house back on Huahine Island, she took pulled it out and carried it upstairs to her bedroom where she proceeded to open it and unpack the contents. Not a half hour later and with everything unpacked and put away and all her Pri*Chan items secretly displayed around her room, a strict no nonsense woman dressed in a three piece suit with her hair pulled back in a tight bun appeared in the doorway with a clipboard in one hand and pen in the other and proceeded to do a thorough room inspection ticking off items on her list that were done never once noticing

It was a usual day in Chicago, Limburger had Karbunkle import another V.O.T.D. (Villain Of The Day) in hopes his plans to impress the High Chairman wouldn't be interrupted, however in addition to the Bro's, Rimfire had come to visit a girl he referred to as Badass Rotten Tempered One. As she mopped the floor, a thought crossed her mind, she'd heard the guys talk about the Badass Rotten Tempered One but never once heard them mention what her actual name was until Rimfire slipped up and left his phone's chat app open while he went to the washroom and she realized The Badass Rotten Tempered One's name was actually Sierra and that she and Rimfire had met when he joined the Freedom Fighters. Then the name Sierra rang a bell and she lightly chuckled to herself as she realized she had frequently been to lunch with her and decided to send her a text to see if she was available for lunch. No sooner did Charley send the text then a familiar purple, red, black, blue and silver speckled

It felt like it had been three thousand years, six months and twenty seven days since Ryder last seen the light of day and he had no idea if any of his loved ones were alive or not, if it was day or night, Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter or what day, year or month it was. There was a window in his cell yet it was up so high, he couldn't see outside, not to mention the tightness from the iron collar that had been snapped around his neck by Borris as a way to keep him from returning to his home, the chain attached to the collar was so short, there were only eight links from the collar to the wall which made going anywhere impossible not to mention the shackles on his ankles and wrists with five links from the cuff to the wall. Every night up until three weeks ago, he'd received food on a wheeled tray like clock work then suddenly nothing came and oh the hunger pangs he'd felt from his empty stomach were enough to knock the wind out of him. As the days wore on and his hunger grew

It had been snowing heavily off and on for weeks on end in Puddle Brook and as usual, Butterbean's Café was packed with patrons happily enjoying a bowl of soup, a sandwich, salad and their choice of tea, coffee or hot cocoa to drink with a piping hot fresh from the oven choice of pies: apple, cherry, blueberry, peach or field berry with a scoop of vanilla ice cream and whipped cream on top. As per usual, the phone had rarely stopped ringing with to go orders that took Poppy, Jasper and even little Cricket as far as the outskirts of Puddlebrook where new houses, a Grocery Store, Bakery, Day Care and Library had finished being built and opened over the summer. Just as Cricket had come back from delivering an order, the phone rang with the last order for delivery a few minutes before, with Jasper and Poppy still out on delivery and Butterbean having just finished putting together the order, Cricket knew she wouldn't have time to relax and play with Cookie or see her friends.