Okay, these are the prompts given to me by Fixin_a_Glitch on Live Journal. These were given to me to keep me busy and hopefully focused on something while she’s gone for a few days. I am going to try and put all of these into one story. The title letters are how I used them in the story… the numbered words below are in the order she gave them to me ( Read more... )

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Raw sighed heavily and shook his head as he watched his friends. Glitch seemed to be living up to his innocent, clueless nature as Wyatt Cain tried his best, although not the most forward man, to get Glitch’s interest. Raw could feel the frustration flowing from the newly reinstated Tin Man in waves. If he reached out, and delved a little deeper, ( Read more... )

“You really have problems trusting people, don’t you?” Glitch asked.

Wyatt blinked and looked up at him, his tea cup half way to his mouth as he sat in front of the fire with his friend. “What?” he asked, blindsided by the question.

“Trusting people,” Glitch said again. “You have a problem with trusting people, don’t you?”

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The invitation sat on the dresser below the mirror. It wasn’t dated, but everyone knew when it was to be held, and it was being held tonight. The invitation had confused Wyatt since he didn’t understand why they needed to be ‘invited’ to a party that was basically in their honor, but Ambrose had just smiled and told him it was simply to remind them ( Read more... )

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“Argh!” Ambrose screamed and in one sweeping movement, shoved everything off the desk in his lab before falling to the floor in tears, curling in on himself as the guilt over the turmoil and ruin his inventions, his lovely machines had caused.

“Ambrose!” Cain yelled through the door, and tried the handle to find the door locked. “Ambrose let me ( Read more... )

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