Ten little writers writing against time.
One missed the deadline, then there were nine.
Nine little writers writing about mortality rate.
One lost his son, and then there were eight.
Eight little writers writing about Heaven.
One became Atheist, and then there were seven.
Seven little writers writing an brownie mix.
One was allergic, and then there were six.
Six little writers writing on a drive.
One lost his text, and then there were five.
Five little writers writing about war.
One joined military, and then there were four.
Four little writers writing about being free.
One was indoctrinated, and then there were three.
Three little wri
A Teen Titan Humor Fan Fiction
The Teen Titans in…
"Deadpool"
Apartment, New York City
A rather…ugly man dressed only in boxers and a t-shirt sat in his arm chair, flipping through channels on TV. Sports…no. Cartoons. Delightfully violent, but not what he was looking for right now. Porn. Maybe if it wasn't scrambled. Suddenly the phone rang. He sighed and picked it up.
Wade: Yello?
???: Deadpool?
Wade put the phone down and walked away.
???: Hello? …
He came back with a red and black mask on his face.
Deadpool: This is Deadpool.
???: Ah, good. I have a job for you.
Deadpool: Who do you want whacked?
???: Just a few children I
Harley Quinn Meets Deadpool by killjoy626, literature
Literature
Harley Quinn Meets Deadpool
Setting: New York, late evening. As the city goes about its nightly tasks, we see Deadpool crouching on the side railing of a Bridge, seemingly talking to himself, which for Deadpool is nothing unusual.
Ahhh New York City!! The sights, the smells, the screams of low life scum that dangle above the East river.
Zoomed out we see a person, hanging by one foot from the railing on which DP sits.
Come on man!!! I told Vinny I would pay him the money as soon as I made the sale!!
DP shakes his head and waggles his finger
Yeah well Billy Boy, Vinnys daughter needs braces. And let me tel
Random Calvin and Hobbes FF by RogueArcher18, literature
Literature
Random Calvin and Hobbes FF
After graduation High School sweet hearts Susie and Calvin moved in together into a little apartment near the collage that both Susie and Calvin attended. Susie was studding to be a child psychologist and Calvin was taking writers classes and already had one sci-fi, action, thriller, comedy out and was working on the sequel. Then one day out of the blue Calvin got on one knee and proposed. Susie gasped as Calvin reached into his jacket and pulled out a small black velvet box.
Susan Derkins, Calvin started as Susie covered her mouth. Will you marry me? he asked, and surprisingly Susie fainted.
Good going mis
Darkwing Duckette Preview by DNLnamek01, literature
Literature
Darkwing Duckette Preview
18 years later...
In the dark of night, four thugs ran down the streets of St. Canard, carrying bags of cash from the bank they just stole from. The four turned down into a dark alley to catch their breath. They each panted heavily after running like mad men to slip from the cops fingers.
"Whoo! Man, that was close!" Said one of the thugs, an muted orange male cat.
"I was *huff* worried there *huff* for a sec," said another of the thugs, a skinny, greyish green lizard.
"What are you two pansies talking about? We're in the clear and ain't got nothing to worry about," said a dark brown furred weasel who was the leader of their group, "The c
Darkwing Duckette Prologue by DNLnamek01, literature
Literature
Darkwing Duckette Prologue
Darkwing Duckette Prologue-"Hero's Fall"
In the city of St. Canard, it was not a quiet night. The violent criminal Negaduck drove across the Audubon Bay Bridge in a stolen armored truck with Darkwing Duck following in hot pursuit on his motorcycle, the Ratcatcher. Of course while, Darkwing was following Negaduck, he was also dealing with...domestic issues.
"Oh come on, Dad," said Gosalyn, "I can't believe you're still hung up on me not going with you on your cases."
"Gosalyn I just want you safe. You're still only a child," Darkwing replied to his daughter.
"Whatever. I'll be sixteen soon," Gosalyn argued.
"Yes. In four years. Until then
Darkwing Duckette Ch.1 Pt.2 by DNLnamek01, literature
Literature
Darkwing Duckette Ch.1 Pt.2
That evening, the mysterious hero stood on the edge of a building looking down into an alley. She looked at this alley with a bored expression on her mask. This was about as fun as watching paint dry. The alley was as dead as a freaking cemetery with the only source of life being a stray cat or a raccoon. She was so bored of this. She'd had her fill of this. She placed her right hand to her mask and spoke.
"Dewey, are you there?" She asked.
"I read you, DW. What's your status?" He asked over the radio.
"Bored."
"Hang in there, Gos," He encouraged.
"Easy for you to say," She said, "You're sitting on your butt, looking at much m
In the city of Duckburg in some rundown warehouse, a group of dog thugs looked over their loot. Each of them dressed in identical clothing; a red long sleeve shirt, blue pants, a green hat, and a black mask over their eyes. While most of the group were looking over the cash they had managed to steal from a nearby bank, one of them sat away from the others. He was a fairly fit young man with a few short bangs of black hair peeking out from his hat. He sat on a crate, looking at a newspaper. Another of the six, this one a slim young man with cap backwards and a spiked quaff of bleach blond hair, looked towards his newspaper comrade and noticed
Darkwing Duckette Ch.2 Pt.1 by DNLnamek01, literature
Literature
Darkwing Duckette Ch.2 Pt.1
Darkwing Duckette Chap. 2-Edge-pt.1
In the city of Duckburg in some rundown warehouse, a group of dog thugs looked over their loot. Each of them dressed in identical clothing; a red shirt, blue pants, a green hat, and a black mask over their eyes. While most of the group were looking over the cash they had managed to steal from a nearby bank, one of them sat away from the others. He was a fairly fit young man with a few short bangs of black hair peeking out from his hat. He sat on a crate, looking at a newspaper. Another of the six, this one a slim young man with cap worn backwards and a spiked quaff of bleach blond hair, looked towards his