Yes, yes yes!
Although it seems impossible, we are at dueeee * xD I think they'll finish first then will attack heavily the second table.
It 'nice to go four days in a house in the mountains where there is not even the desk phone.
brings to many ideas (and want to talk to cats).
Title: Biscuit
Author:
Fandom : Hairspray (Musical Theatre)
Character: Amber Von Tussle
Prompt: Gola
Rating: G Warnings
: Flash! Fic, dramatic
Word Count: 221
Disclaimer: Amber fic is not mine and I did not gain any fruit (but a lot of fun, yes: D)
List: TABLE
Note: children are the product of teamwork parent. And Amber is no exception. .. Imagine it to seven? Eight years? In a situation like that. Who is to blame? His? I think not.
Biscuit
[Gorge]
- In the world there is no sin worse. There, there! Do you understand that, Amber? -
The little girl bowed her head.
- Yes Mom. -
- This is the hurt my child. An evil from which there is no escape. It 's like an abyss: Rapunzel you to satisfy the curiosity of apprima and you drop a little, then more and more. As long as the wall becomes too steep to climb, too steep even to stay where you are. E you can not do anything but sink, fall into the void never to leave again. This is evil! Will destroy you if you do not look at it, swallow your life! It will then disappear a privilege .. -
Amber shuddered and hid her face in her hands - in the eye gaze of the cruel mother in the head just the echo of his voice .
- you understand that, Amber? -
- S-so .. -
The whisper came from his lips was a little more than a whisper.
And the mother was not enough.
L 'grabbed his arm, shaking the slender girl, trembling.
- Do you understand , Amber? -
She did not scream.
you whisper, a whisper that penetrated her heart and bones, taking away the breath and the strength to react.
- Yes! - Amber almost cried because he felt, because the stop, because never would have disobeyed.
- Very good. Now give me . - Jack
your palm facing the filgia.
Then Amber opened her hand and dropped the biscuit.