Pink Dust- Pink Dust
by Clarence591
“Did the device make it through the wormhole safely?” the government official asked behind his impressive desk.
“We are still waiting for the transmission to reach our delta outpost, sir” his assistant answered nervously.
The official stopped signing the stack of papers in front of him to look up at the younger member of his staff. He had an annoyed expression on his face. “How much longer?”
“Should be any minute, sir”
ABX- Don't you wish you ate the muffin?
Cosmic energy meets college woman, and both win.
The Amazon Artifact- "MMmmmm.....That was nice, I wish you'd come more often."
Darren looked in surprise at his girlfriend. "Monica! I've come every
other weekend for two months!"
"I know..." Monica replied, "but I miss you so much, and we're so
isolated here."
"Well, you should have thought of that before you took an assignment 400
miles away. Think of the other girls! I work from home, so I can make
the drive from Pittsburgh and not lose my job; Tiffany, Bob, Jennie and
Alan aren't so lucky. They haven't seen each other since the dig
The Crystal Egg- Aaron frowned as he walked down the sidewalk, not knowing where he was going or what he was looking for, only that he had to get out and get some fresh air. He clenched his fists in frustration, hoping that this long walk through the city would at least help him calm down a bit.
"Damn game," he grimaced, "Stupid football team..."
The very thought of the football game that day was enough to drive him to distraction. Aaron was furious at just how unfair that game had been...at least to him. He was member of his school football team, though unfortunately, he was not the best member. In fact, there were times like that last game where he spent nearly the entire game on the bench.
Wilma's Wish- Wilma is resentful of the ease with which her alpha male boyfriend stays in shape, and the beauty of her petite friend Linda. But a wish made from inebriation could change everything!
Linked- A ball of glowing blue energy hovered in the air, held within a pillar of light. Swirls of static electricity seemed to zap around the sphere, which alternated between being the size of a marble and the size of a tennis ball, as well as nearly every size in between, at random intervals that seemed to be anywhere from a second to half a minute.
Jenny stared at the glowing sphere in silent awe, completely amazed at what she saw. Her eyes were so caught by the sphere that she almost didn't even notice the strange machine and the raised platform that it floated above.
Mistress of the House- Amy took a deep breath as she stepped out of her parents car and looked up at the house which was to be her new home. She wanted to snort in disdain, though she was more than a little impressed in spite of herself.
"It's a mansion," Lisa, Amy's 13 year old little sister exclaimed in amazement.
"Not quite," their dad responded with a chuckle. "Our new house is big, but not THAT big."
For a moment, Amy just stood where she was, staring at the large two story house. It was at least twice the size of their old house, and a lot more impressive looking. There was more to it than the size though... The house looked sort of old...old and fancy.
Brandi 1- A large, supremely muscular woman and a smaller, though by no means small, man greet each other in the living room of a small apartment. The woman has long dark hair and bright green eyes and looms above the man, breathing slowly, alertly, her senses alive. The man seems a bit shy. He is clearly aroused by her, but is also a bit wary.
M: Hello Brandi. It's, uh, good to see you again so soon.
B: Nice to see you, Mark! Kiss, kiss.
M: Hug.
B. HUG
M: Ooof, not so hard!
B: But I WANT to, tee-hee.
M: (Groan)mmmf mumble.
B: (eases up) OK, you were saying?
M: (Trying to get breath back) You're even bigger than you were the last time I saw you, and that was only Thursday!
Thanksgiving- Seventeen-year-old Jen hated Thanksgiving and all that it stood for. For Jen, Thanksgiving did not represent a time when she should be grateful for what she had, but a time when she was reminded of everything that she didn't have. Thanksgiving and nearly every other holiday like it was the time when her older siblings all returned home and made her life a living hell.
Jen was the youngest of five siblings, each of the others being incredibly gifted and talented. For her entire life, she had always been asked why couldn't she be more like this brother or that sister. Every time she did anything, someone would point out that it wasn't the way one of her siblings would do it, or that they could do it much better without even trying. For Jen's entire life, she had lived in the shadows of her brother's and sisters...had been constantly compared to them and found lacking.
Four Days- Jenna stood in front of the door, hesitating to knock or go inside. She was beginning to think that it had been a mistake to come. In fact, she grew more sure that it was a bad idea with every moment that she stood there. Volunteering to be some mad scientist's lab rat was never a good thing.
Unfortunately, college tuition was not cheap at all, and when Jenna's had heard that Professor Neuman was offering students $500 to be part of one of his experiments for just four days, she saw a great opportunity to ease her financial strain. After all, it was a lot of money for only four days and she couldn't turn it down, even with Professor Neuman's eccentric reputation.
In Tennis, Love Means Nothing - Alternate Version- Rick biked easily up the hill to Debbie Moore's house, pleased to see that she was already waiting for him by her tennis court. It was a gorgeous house, in
the estate area in town. He had to admit that he had never actually been
inside any of the houses in the area. He wondered for a moment what it would
be like to live here, to have his own tennis court, swimming pool and riding
stables, then gave up. He was happy just to be here, getting ready for another
friendly game of tennis. Who knew where it would lead?
Debbie waved cheerfully, then returned to practicing her serves. She was
dressed in a short skirt and sleeveless tennis top, and Rick admired her long
Omega- Mary scowled as she stared at the wall, at the picture of the super hero group known as Team Omega which hung on it. All five members of the team were in the picture, dressed in their costumes and posing for the camera. The sight of the picture was almost enough to turn Mary's stomach.
"Damn," Marry muttered, briefly tempted to tear the picture off the wall and fling it down the hallway. Of course, that didn't exactly seem all that appropriate since she was standing in the middle of Team Omega's headquarters.
Then Mary took a deep breath and forced herself to relax. Getting mad at a picture wouldn't do her any good. Then again, nothing she did would do any good. All that she could do was accept what had happened to her...or what hadn't happened to her.
