~ My life is Rainbow Fluff. . . [[DISCONTINUED]]

[GizmoTheDragon]

Dear inanimate object that, if it had a face, would have an excellent poker face because it never shows emotion,

I'm going to get right to the point with my day today, because, looking back at my earlier entries, I realize that I have a tendency to go on and on about things. Sure, a lot of my ramblings are humorous and funny as heck, but it must be hell to sit here and listen to me go on and on and on and ON!

Well, I got to school and I went to my first class, which is math (Or, more specifically, algebra). Everything was quiet and sort of hush-hush. We went down to a computer lab to do some sort of math program on the computers. I plopped down in a seat by Autumn in the back, and I heard a bunch of kids whispering.

"Did you hear?"

"Yeah, both of them were-"

"There's no sign of them anywhere!"

"You think they're dead?"

"Poor guys!"

"OMG, the one guy was so hot, did you see his yearbook picture?"

"I'm really hungry for pancakes."

"Shut up about pancakes, Dallas, this is important!"

"There's police all up and down the street trying to find them."

"It's all over Facebook!"

"You know what happened?"

"A bunch of them were taken, like three, I hear."

"I heard it was four."

"I heard it was five, but three and a half died at the scene."

"I still really want pancakes."

"Shut up!"

I turned to Autumn. "Do you know what they're talking about?" I asked her.

Autumn let out a puff of air. "I think someone got kidnapped or something by the bus stop this morning." she said, then an idea seemed to strike her and she opened a search engine on the computer. Quickly, she typed in website way faster than I could've and got on the local news website. Right under the breaking news tab there was an article

Local Students Taken at Bus Stop

"Click it!" I exclaimed quietly.

She clicked it and it brought up an article. It basically said that a currently unknown number of students from Washington High School had been taken from their bus stop at seven a.m. while the bus was coming to pick them up. Several students witnissed the attack, but were not taken, as they'd fled the scene right away. The identity of the students was not being released at the moment, and the identity of the kidnappers is unknown. The story would be updated as details came in.

I stared at Autumn. "You think it's the same guys?" I asked in a hushed tone, referring to our own incident a few days ago. My wings itched slightly at the thought of it. They were well hidden under my old t-shirt, but I was somewhat paranoid that someone would see something they shouldn't any we'd all be shipped off to the Washington High School Loony Wing.

Autumn nodded. "I've got a feeling." she replied, rereading the article.

In the end, first period was extended for most of the day to detain us and keep the entire school from going crazy. The kids who rode that bus came in to school with dazed, glassy looks in their eyes, as if they were still in shock (or like they'd gotten tazed, run over by a bus, or slapped upside the head with a dead tuna, but I didn't tell them that.) School got let out early, so I'm wiriting n you are like three in the afternoon. I've got to go! Bye!

[GizmoTheDragon]

Dear inanimate object that would look amazing wearing a secret agent hat,

I feel like a detective today. I swear, I'm going to have my own little secret agent themesong. (Maybe the Mission Impossibile themesong in a minor key, so it sound kind of creepy, like horror movie music) Enough about my themesong, for now, more about the reason I feel like a detecive.

I met up with the others after school today, because after spending the morning passing notes to each other between classes, we all agreed that we had to find out what the heck was going on with the kidnapped kids, who'd appeared to disappear off of the face of the earth entirely.

The sky was overcast and gray, which was typical April weather around here. The air was neither too warm or too cold, and there was practically no breeze to speak of. The world seemed to be holding its breath. It was perfect weather for our flight. Sure, a breeze would've been nice to push us along a little bit, but then we'd have to fight it on our way home. We were heading toward the not-so-sunny part of town. (Not that it's sunny outside to start with) Well, change that, it's the forest outside of the not-so-sunny part of town. (Washington School district is in a rural area)

We landed where we knew that nobody was around and then walked to the bus stop where it'd happened. I don't know what i expected to see, really. Maybe some dead corpses, blood splatters on the ground, foot prints, tire tracks from the get away vehicle, maybe even nuclear waste, but there was absoloutely nothing. It was just a normal bus stop at the corner between two roads. If the bus full of terrified children hadn't seen the kidnapping here, I would've flown right past it and kept looking for something that looked like a bomb site.

We scoured the area for a whole ten or twenty minutes. "This is hopeless!" I finally said. "There's nothing here, and if there was, the cops took it as evidence." I said, kicking a pebble by my foot.

Autumn let out a huff. "There's got to be something here." she said.

Jason looked ready to throw in the towel too. "We're never going to find anything before the cops come back to investigate the scene again." he commented.

There was the wailing of sirens in the distance. "And, speak of the devil. . ." I muttered. We couldn't get caught by the cops in the middle of a taped off crimescene, so we went up-up-and-away and back toward home. We landed in the woods seperating our houses, but we didn't leave each other right away. Instead, we decided to go up to the tree house and hang out a little bit, mainly because we'd told our parents that we were going to be seeing a movie that played until five, and it was only four thirty.

Instead of climbing up into the tree house, we wanted to see if wwe could fly strait up there (as opposed to getting a running start.) aSurprisingly enough, none of us made it up. Autumn flopped on her back, Jason it a tree (ouch), and Mitch almost got there, but fell back just as he was almost there. I hit my head on the bottom of the tree house, and, needless to say, it hurt. I was the first one to get up there, because I finally picked up on the whole tree-climbing thing. I was shocked by what I saw, though.



A pair of red-pink eyes stared at me scaredly. "Don't hurt me!" someone, clearly a girl, said. In a few seconds my eyes adjusted to the lack of light and I was able to see what she looked like. She was younger than me, probably by a year or two. She had gray fur and black hair falling out of short pigtails behind her head. She wore a ragged black winter parka, and she pulled the hood up around her head before I coudl tell much more about her features. In her paws, she clutched a crobar that she weilded like a sword.

"I'm not going to hurt you!" I said. "I'm just a sarcastic young teenage girl!" By then, the others had climbed up the tree and were beside me. "Who are you?"

She narrowed her eyes. "I'm not falling for that! You're one of them aren't you?" she saied, swinging the crobar dangerously close to my head.

"One of what?" Mithch exclaimed, grabbing the end of the crobar and pulling it and the girl closer so he could look her in the eye. (Which was kind of intimidating looking, I have to admit.)

"The-the men in the white coats!" she exclaimed shrilly, sounded as scared as she looked. "They took me and my brother and a bunch of other kids yesterday. I got away! I think I'm the only one that got away!"

My jaw dropped to the floor. This was one of the kids who'd gotten kidnapped at the bus stop yesterday. (Seriously, it's not every day that you have a bunch of kids getting kidnapped in public, is it?) We were all silent for a moment, and this time it was Autumn that spoke up.

"I think we might have the same problem, then." she said calmly She let that settle in the air for a moment before asking. "Now, who are you?"

"I'm Destinee." she replied, not saying any more.

I could've sworn I recognized the name, in fac,t I did. I remembered hearing it just a few days ago. I searched my memories for the name and then it struck me. Someone had mentioned having a little sister named Destinee. This was Shado's sister.

[runnershigh]

Oh mai gawshness!!! I just love this so much!!! I have been lurking here for a few days, but I've only just decided to post now c: This is EPIC!!! Please write more!!!!!!!!!!!!

~ Sand :3
(BTW, I wasn't sure if you want people to post on here, so I can delete this if you want me too :3)

[GizmoTheDragon]

Oh mai gawshness!!! I just love this so much!!! I have been lurking here for a few days, but I've only just decided to post now c: This is EPIC!!! Please write more!!!!!!!!!!!!

~ Sand :3
(BTW, I wasn't sure if you want people to post on here, so I can delete this if you want me too :3)

weee! A poster :3 Thankies, and yes, I am writing more. ^-^

Dear inanimate object that won't fly, and I found that out by throwing you out the window,

I guess I kind of left you at a cliff hanger at the end, but I couldn't exactly go on. After that, all I could think about was what the guys in the white coats were doing to Shado. They'd had him for days now, and they only kept us for a few hours. If they could implant us with wings in a few hours, what were they doing to him in several times that time? Now that i think about it, why do I even care? I only talked to him a few times. Anyway, after we found Destinee we took her back to my house and called her parents, who were absoloutely overjoyed to see their daughter, and she to see them. I think they wient to the cops after that. I don't exactly know though, because I went to sleep. (Flying a lot makes me uber tired)

Today was sort of a normal day, or at leat far more normal than I've grown used to. I went to my classes, but in my technology class I was confronted by several delightful young indiciduals. (I mean that completely sarcastically, of course) Since Shado wasn't there to protect me from the insanity talk to me, I had to sit next to Bianca and her 'BFAEAEAES (Best friends forever and ever and ever and ever.) I can sarcastically tell you that they were kind and kindred spirits that boosted my self confidence a tenfold.

Had you fooled for a second, didn't I?



"Hey there, loser." Bianca said as she sat down beside me. Her friends sat daintily in the seats beside her.

I looked up, grinning wryly. "Hey there, Fluff-ears, Tree Frog, and Pinkie Pie." I replied. "How's your day been?"

Bianca narrowed her eyes. "Don't talk about them like there aren't there, Christopher. They have names you know."

I narrowed my eyes. "Then you better get mine right, it sure as hell isn't Christopher." I stated roughly, turning away from her to continue hen-pecking the keyboard with my paw.

"Well, their names are Tifa, which is short for Tiffany, but you aren't allowed to call her Tifa, only people can call her that. Oh, and she's Kikee." She pointed to the pink one and then to the green one.

I nodded. "Okay, nice meeting you Tree frog and Pinkie Pie, now let me fail this class in peace." I replied and continued on typing.

"That's no way to talk to my friends!" Bianca said, feigning serious offense. I could seriously tell that she wasn't all that offended, and she was just pretending to be for attention. Heads were starting to turn our way.

I raised an eyebrow. "Friends? They look more like henchmen to me." I remarked, making a clicking noise with my tongue before going back to my typing. (By then I was about three sentences into my alloted five paragraphs)

"I'm not a man!" said Kikee, or rather, 'tree frog'. If you need to know why I called her tree frog, let's just say she sort of looks like one. She has bright green fur with some brown streaks, and three tails. (Which sort of ruins the affect because tree frogs don't have any tails at all)

"Yeah! We're hench-women! And so is Bianca! We're all henchers!" exclaimed Pinkie Pie/Tiffany/Tifa. The Pinkie Pie nickname should be self-explanatory, because she's pink. (She looks like of like a wild partying type of girl, when you look at her.)

"Quiet, guys!" Bianca snapped, clearly understanding that they were being insulted and not getting it. People were already starting to laugh at Kikee and Tifa's display of stupidity. She turend to glare at me, because she couldn't blame her friends. NO, let's not blame the people whose fault it actually is. "You better watch your back, Christopher." she growled in my ears and then stalked away to the next row of computers.

I watched them leave and twirled my pen in my paw. "Oh, if only Shado was here to have seen that." I muttered to myself, trying to think of what his reaction would be. Eventually, I went back to typing, but Shado's face was still etched into my mind. Destinee came to mind several times too, because I couldn't help but wonder what they'd done to the girl while she'd been in their clutches. Did she have wings, or did she have yet to expreience the ill side affects of it?

P.S. - Write it down, I actually came to you with a norma scenario that could happen to your everyday girl. (Well, other than the thinking about Shado and Detinee possibly having wings or being experimented on my guys in white coats, but that's just thoughts. I have weird thoughts every day.)

[runnershigh]

Yay! And no, not a poster, a stalker^^ Your writing is just awesome! I love your style :3 I can't wait for the next entry!!! The plot is epic, BTW

[GizmoTheDragon]

Yay! And no, not a poster, a stalker^^ Your writing is just awesome! I love your style :3 I can't wait for the next entry!!! The plot is epic, BTW

Why thank you :3 yay, i haz a stalker xD I will be writing more soon, I would've written something yesterday but I was super busy, I was today too until like 2 :P

[kittie81]

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[VesVes]

Oh my gosh, this is amazing. XD Tree frog and Pinkie Pie...I died laughing at that part. Great work!

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Hey, you've got a stalker that wants to know if you've abandoned Zanna

[jcqll]

Wait- just wait- "Just keep swimming, just keep- Oh wait- your still here? NEXT POST!"