“Karl?” Darren asks, sleepily.

Karl grunts an acknowledgement, squirming in his uncomfortable seat.

“Karl, where are we?”

Karl turns to look at the singer in pure astonishment to exclaim, “On a plane, dumbass!”

Darren smirks as the old lady in the seat behind them hits Karl over the head with her in-flight magazine.

Karl whimpers and mumbles a ‘ ( Read more... )

“Eve”? Darren asked, wandering from the kitchen to lounge room in our reasonably sized apartment.

“Yeah, Daz?” I asked not looking up from the computer screen, this goblin was not going to kill me, no way!

“We should go out tonight,” He suggest wrapping his arms around me from behind.

I made a noise of triumph as the goblin met the end of my sword, ( Read more... )

All fics posted here are fanfiction. I don't claim any rights to any of the people mentioned. On the off chance of an Original character those are the only characters I claim rights to.

Avenged Sevenfold
Tv Party Tonight  [Jimmy//Johnny], Rated PG-15, for violence and Swearing.
Boy next Door [Unrequieted Brian//Jimmy, Brian//Everyone and their mum] ( Read more... )

My family was Christian.
When we were children we went to church every saturday night. And if we missed a sermon on Saturday, we went on Sunday. Around the age of 8, though, my mother stopped going, therefore I stopped going.
Then, when my father left her for another woman, around the time I was 11, she started going again.
Maybe she thought that ( Read more... )

I slammed the door to our living room open, I was anticipating many things (including Pete getting axe murdered) but what I found was not on the list.
Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III was not getting axe murdered, abducted by aliens or even really good head.
He was watching a fucking horror movie with the lights off. This was the reason he was ( Read more... )

The day we fell apart, was the day I met her. She was so bright and bouncy. Happy and carefree. Oblivious and naïve. It felt like a knife in my gut when she introduced herself as your girlfriend. Your eyes were downcast as you stood beside her while she rambled on. You looked almost ashamed. She asked if I was okay, she was worried about me ( Read more... )

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Bert asked from the doorway of the kitchen, hanging up the phone.
"Are you sure about this Gee?" he asked.
"Yeah Frankie, I've never been surer," I replied taking his hand and walking to the edge , I looked down at the water below, I grinned at him, he nodded and we both jumped. We made a splash and surfaced ( Read more... )

Technically, he wasn't the boy next door.
He actually lived two blocks from you.

You'd met through a mutual friend.
Johnny had decided that he'd like to sleep over your place and had informed his stepmother of the fact, she then called your own mother; she never got out of the habit of arranging your social life.

You didn't like Johnny much that ( Read more... )

The stench of death and roses filled her senses as she followed her friend through the graveyard.
"This is so fucking cliched," she grumbled as she stumbled slightly, Alicia turned quickly righting her friend.
"No one asked you to come, Amanda"
"Oh? I remember someone, that might've just been you, saying to me 'Can you please come to the cemetery ( Read more... )

You always came home to an empty house. For as long as you can remember, nobody had ever come home before you. So when you see the outline of a sleeping body on your living room couch after coming home from a date [which went horribly. Girls are icky and blind dates? Suck] you’re, needless to say, a little startled.

You feel around a little for the ( Read more... )