Michelle & Zhixin the renowed cuckoo busters. however, it takes one to know one
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The goonest of the goons Haikal
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This is a comtemporary version of ancient Greek Mythology. Entitled 'Mount Olympus', the story includes all-time favourites like Zeus, Hera, Aphrodite, Hercules, Apollo and many more!
A story written quite some time ago. It is a contemporary version of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet which continues the tale after the lovers' death
This is a fanfiction with main characters Jesse McCartney and Duncan James that takes place on Beverly Hills with some mention of the famous novels: The A-list.
Queen Katie drummed her fingers against the round table impatiently and glared directly at King Arthur.
"So?"
Immensely distressed, King Arthur wiped beads of perspiration away from his lined forehead with his polar-bear fur and red satin sleeve. He crossed and uncrossed his fingers nervously and mumbled, barely loud enough for anybody to hear.
"Umm... I offer my sincere apologies and I'll try to get my trusted knights Sirs Lancelot and Galahad to take suitable action."
Queen Katie stood up instantly, her furious emotions rapidly reaching the stage of a thunderstorm. She rammed her jewelled hand against the round table and stared daggers at the already trembling King Arthur, "I want something to be done about it and I want it NOW!"
Lips purple and quivering, King Arthur cowered and tried, "But... but... croissants are already out of fashion, noone will want to buy them."
The influential and notorious queen from Abysissy Kingdom towered over King Arthur of Camelot at a height of 169 cm with an addition of 30cm from the radius of her Afro-inspired permed bob. In total, she held a good 20 cm advantage over him. The Queen then suddenly shrunk back, her features twisted by pure psychological torture. She sobbed dramatically and whined, "Croissants were part of my life! I ate them day and night. They were the shapers of my past, present and future! I will do anything to see people eating them again! I want a revival of croissants!"
The emotionally instable queen den turned her head in a soap-opera fashion and fled the meeting hall in a flurry. She tore through the mansory walls of the renowned castle and refused to stop until she reached the royal garden. The roses, white and red, were in full bloom while the leaves sported fresh dew on them. The Queen took a seat in a stone chair and started reminiscing about her croissant days.
Oh, the glory of it all! Awaken at 12 noon by the chiming of the grandfather clock, Katie, as an adolescent, would sit up to find a tray of breakfast in her king-sized four poster bed with satin sheets and goose-down pillows. She would then sip at her Earl Grey tea in satisfaction and nibble joyfully at her chocolate croissant.
"Tra-la-la... la-la..." a cheery melody broke the silence of the tranquil garden. Queen Katie stopped sobbing almost as immediately as she started and surreptiously trailed after the melody as if deathly afraid that any sudden noises would chase the melody away. Upon reaching the arch of the Garden of Eden, Queen Katie saw... ...
To be continued...
Ok, that was pretty lame. But it's a beautiful combination of history, legend, fiction and umm... nonsense. (At least the croissant part was.) Stay tuned for the second half of THE CROISSANT RENAISSANCE- when I feel like writing it.
