my mummy says

anonymous asked:

The Mummy was released decades ago, it's 2017, its still there on dvd and vhs when you need it, just like the original black and white Mummy films are when you need those too. Hollywood will keep making new iterations of these films because theyre iconic. Sit down and shut up about the Brenden Fraiser version, they had their time. Move the fuck on.

Originally posted by merydelena91

Old Friends - Jughead x Reader

-I’m a new face to blogging so be aware I’m like an old grandma on the internet but I hope you enjoy this thing I wrote. I’m actually happy with how it turned out…ish but you know, room for improvement!

Show: RiverDale
Pairing: Jughead x Reader
Summary: you were the one who gave Jughead Jones is famous hat
Word count: 1241
Warnings: no just my terrible writing!

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10 years prior

You walked into RiverDale Elementary. Your black backpack on your back as you made your ways through the ever winding corridors. Finally, spotting your classroom door you pushed the stark yellow door open and waddled inside.

Your little 6 year old legs entered the child decorated classroom, messily drawn ladybugs and various other pictures decorated the walls. Your (Y/E/C) child eyes, scanned over every inch of the messy classroom that has seemingly become over crowded with people. Your eyes landed on a small boy with Raven hair, as soon as your eyes spotted him, your eyes lit up, like a kid in a candy store.

You bumbled on over to the lone boy sat in the corner of the room, unzipping your backpack and pulling out a blue decorated box.

“Hey, Juggie” you tapped his shoulder with your free hand, emotions slightly building up inside you.

“Oh hi (Y/N/N), what’s that?” The young boy asked as his eyes landed on the box, that you now cradled in your arms.

“It’s a present, for you!” You giggled, pushing your hands forward to allow the boy to collected from your grasp.

“It’s not my birthday, why have you gotten me a present?” Juggie asked so innocently.

“Well, we are moving and you are my best friend! The bestest in the world!! So I decided to get you a handmade presents. My mummy says it’s one of a kind!” You nodded as you moved your hands about crazily.

“You mean you are leaving me?” The boy asked, the now gloomy look painting his face.

“Yeah, I just came in to give you this” you smiled sadly, allowing jughead to stand to his feet and give you a big hug.

You knew you were going to miss this little boy. But hopefully one day in the future you will be reunited.

“Goodbye Juggie, i love you soo much” you smiled and kissed his cheek, before spinning on your heels and making your way over to the door, Turing around one last time to wave the boy a goodbye.

“Bye (Y/N) I’ll miss you” the boy whispered as the sad smile reappeared on his still developing face.

***

Present day

“Dad, I’m going for a walk” you called out as you slipped on your navy jacket, brushing your fingers through your (Y/H/C) hair and making your way to the front door.

“Okay, princess! Be home by 10!” Your father called out as you shut the door and walked of the porch and down the winding path. Starting your journey to pops.

The neon, diner sign lit your face in a dimly lit blue and you pushed open the door, hearing the all too familiar ding of the welcoming bell.

Your eyes scanned around the diner, taking in the familiar scene that was displayed in front of you. The neatly spaced booths littered the little, quaint diner. The now older Pops stood behind the counter like he use to when you were just a little girl, running around in burgundy converse and a little girly dress, oh how your style has changed.

“Hi, erm, can I have a milkshake please, strawberry if possible?” You asked as you approached the counter to be greeted with the one and only pops himself. The old chap just smiled at you, taking in your face as realisation hit him.

“Look how big you are now (Y/N)! I can’t believe you’re here, why did you come back?” Pop Tate asked as he just stared at you with a charmingly, wide grin.

“I know, I’m so happy you recognised me. And my dad wanted to move back since we lost our mum” you replied sadly, memories of your late mother coming back to you.

“Oh, I’m so sorry (Y/N), well it’s good to see you. Enjoy your milkshake” Pop said as he went of to serve another customer. You walked away from the bar and too a available booth, plopping down on one of the seats and tucking into the strawberry milkshake you had brought.

You were sat there for what felt like hours, scrolling through your phone and drawing the a piece of paper you slipped into your pocket back at your house when, you heard the ding of the bell that hung above the door and a group of teenagers walk in, chatting amongst themselves as the walked to the furthest booth in the diner.

You couldn’t help but over hear the conversation being said and noticing one of the teenage patrons that had just walked into the diner.

How could you forget him?!

“Hey, Jughead. Where did you get your hat from anyway?” A raven haired girl asked. The girl was very pretty and obviously was close to the group of teens and that you haven’t met before, obviously other than the brooding, angsty looking one.

You knew this was your queue to walk over there and introduce yourself, battering up the courage to walk straight over there.

“He got it from an old friend. Would like to think he still remembers” you stated as you walked towards the table, the group of teenagers just Turing around and looking at you.

“And who are you, damn girl!” The Raven haired girl spoke up again as the others just gawked at you.

“(Y/N/N)?” The one voice you had been dying to here spoke up. The raven haired boy looked up in shock as his eyes met yours

“Hi Juggie” you smiled as you pushed a strand of hair from in front of your hair. “It’s been awhile, glad to see you wearing the beanie” you gazed upon his head the beanie you gave him just 10 years ago.

“Yeah, it’s been a hell of a while” he gasped, or a manly grunt came out, obviously he was not impressed to see the likes of you Turing up.

“So, where my hug? Where the ’(Y/N/N) I’ve missed you so much, I’ve never stopped thinking about you! I’m so glad you’re here?!’ Mumbo jumbo that normally happens?” You sarcastically remarked.

“Sorry to interrupt but who are you?” A brown haired boy who was definitely ‘too gay to function’ spoke up.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N) or (Y/N/N) for short. I lived here 10 years ago, Jug was my best mate in elementary” you spoke up confidently, waving to the rest of the teenagers. “And yous are?”

“I’m Kevin! This is Veronica, Archie, Betty and you obviously know Jughead Jones” the lad named Kevin replied.

“Well it’s nice to meet you all, Juggie here obviously hasn’t mentioned me” you laughed as you gained an eye roll from the dark haired boy.

“We need to talk” Jughead spoke up, hopping up from his place in the booth and ushering you outside. As soon as the door shut to the diner he sighed.

“I know what you are abo-” you were cut of by the boy giving you a massive hug, almost a bear hug.

“I’ve missed you so much (Y/N/N)” he said softly and he rubbed your back.

“I missed you too Forsythe” you laughed as you just continued to hug in the night sky that was above you. The flickering, neon diner sign that lit the two of your figures as the moon shined in the RiverDale sky.


You were so glad to be back.

anonymous asked:

I like the yeerks on this blog, can any of you tell me a bedtime story?

Once upon a time there was a little boy who was afraid to go to sleep. “Why are you afraid?” his mother asked him.

“I’m afraid of the monster in my closet,” said the little boy. But when his mother checked the closet, there was no monster there.

“It’s moved under the bed,” said the little boy. But when his mother checked under the bed, there was no monster there.

“It’s hiding behind the curtain,” said the little boy. But his mother had had enough. 

“Good night,” she said, and kissed the little boy on the forehead before closing the door.

The little boy heard the monster moving about on its big, flat feet. Thud, thud, thud. He heard the monster’s ragged breath. Huff, huff, huff. The monster came closer, and the boy wanted to scream for his mother. But he could not scream.

He could not move. He could not call for help.

“Why are you here?” the little boy asked the monster in a shaky whisper.

“To eat up little boys,” the monster growled.

“Why?” asked the little boy.

The monster paused. “Because I am a monster,” it finally said. “It’s what monsters do.”

“Why are you a monster, though?” the little boy asked desperately, because every moment being spoken to was a moment he wasn’t being eaten.

“I was born this way.”

“My mummy says nobody’s born bad. It’s in what we do.”

The monster thought about this. “Well,” it said, “I have done bad things. So I must be bad.”

“Why did you do them?”

“Because I was a monster, I suppose.”

“Who told you that you were a monster?”

The creature said nothing for a very long time. There was only the dark and the sound of the boy’s breath, pant, pant, pant, and the creature’s breath, huff, huff, huff. Then the sound of the creature’s big, flat feet, thud, thud, thud, walking away.

“Don’t go!” the little boy cried.

“Why not?”

“I’m… I’m afraid of the dark,” the little boy admitted.

The creature’s dull, heavy footsteps, thud, thud, thud, approached the bed. Its breath was hot and wet on the boy’s face as it sat on the end of the bed and took his tiny, soft hand in its huge claw.

“Go to sleep,” the creature said. “I’ll protect you from the monsters.”

– Kalem 442

Follow Your Heart

Title: Follow Your Heart
Fandom: Once Upon A Time (TV Series)
Pairing: Emma Swan/Regina Mills | Evil Queen
Rating: G… I have not written a G fict in so long. Whoa.
Links: AO3 & FF.Net  (Coming Soon)
Warnings: None. It’s super fluffy.
Summary: Regina is taking little Robyn for a follow up.
Notes if I continue this: I’m thinking that it’s going to be flangsty. See, in my head, though its not revealed here, Regina is an ex cardio surgeon, which an accident caused her to lose her ability to perform her job. So that will be a factor.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, or whatever the hell else. They belong to Disney, ABC etc, etc, I claim no rights to copyrighted material, and this story is purely for entertainment purposes.
Masterpost: Here  (Coming Soon)

Originally posted by swanemma


“Aunt ‘Gina?” the little ginger haired girl piped up from the backseat, kicking her feet absentmindedly as she looked at her aunt in the rearview mirror.

“Yes, my sweet pea?” the girl’s aunt replied. She was dark haired woman with a light olive skin tone and dark chocolate color eyes. She smiled at the little girl that she was her whole world. And until she returned her little sweet pea to her mother, the girl was.

“Why do you always do that?” the little girl asked.

“Do what?”

“Put on the ‘fume. Mummy says it’s only for special times,” the girl explained. “And we’re just going to the doctors.”

The little girl heard a woman bark laughter through the speaker of her aunt’s phone. And she knew immediately that she was talking with her mom.

“Yes, Aunt Regina,” her mother said. “Robyn has a point. Why are you putting on perfume, Sis?”

“Zelena…” Regina warned.

“Oh!” Little Robyn piped up. “Is it cos you like Dr. Emma? Mummy says…”

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Dahl opens Matilda the book with this big rant about parents who think their kids are special. Which is hilarious, he managed to write a story about how special kids are which opened with a rant about how these little maggots are just snotty, little, rich people. And it just appealed so much to me … I love the moment when the show starts and this kid sings, ‘My mummy says I’m a miracle. My daddy says I’m a special little guy. I am a princess, and I am a prince. Mum says I’m an angel sent down from the sky.’ And all these parents who’ve brought their four year olds–even though we said it’s six and up, because they think they’re miracles–are immediately mocked by our show. It’s fantastic. It’s really fun to watch all the parents, I don’t think they even get it though.
—  Tim Minchin, Fucking theatre badass.
Their First Fight

Scorpius and Rose first met when they were about four. He was sitting in a stroller in Diagon Alley, in Gringott’s bank. He was quietly sitting there, watching his father talk politely to a goblin, when he heard a voice laugh behind him.

“You’re too big for strollers!” The girl squealed. She could hardly contain herself. Her red curls moved about as she hugged her stomach and laughed.

“I am not!” He said, loudly, pouting.

“Are too,” she said, grinning at him. “How old are you?”

“Four and a half.”

“My Mummy says I’m big enough to walk and I’m only four. My baby brother Hugo uses a stroller and I get to push him,” she said proudly, puffing out her chest. Her mother was talking to another goblin in the desk beside them. Hugo sat calmly in his stroller, sucking his thumb.

“Well… Well… You’re just silly!” He shouted. “What do you know?”

Her eyes narrowed. He kept pouting at her.

“Baby,” she called him, sticking her tongue out.

“Scorpius, what’s all the fuss?” Draco Malfoy asked his son. Scorpius was never usually so angry. He noticed the little red-haired girl. “Oh, hello there.”

“Hi,” she said, a little scared by this strange, pale, tall person.

“You’re a Weasley, aren’t you?” He said this not as snootily as he used to, but Rose still felt he didn’t like Weasleys.

“Yes,” she said quietly, tugging on her mother’s pants.

“Rosie?” Hermione said, turning. “Oh hello, Draco.”

“Hello Hermione,” he said stiffly. “Who’s this?”

“This is Rose,” she introduced her daughter, gently patting her hair.

“He’s too big to be in a stroller,” Rose said, pointing.

“Sweetie, it’s okay. If he wants to be in a stroller, he can.”

“But he’s older than me.”

Hermione gave them both an apologetic look.

“Quite right, you are, Rose. I’ve been trying to get Scorpius to walk about more often, but he never does. He’s too old for it,” Draco agreed with a nod. He was warming up to this strong-hearted little girl. He supported his son 100%, but this was something he didn’t like. Astoria always thought it sweet that he rode around in the stroller, but Draco thought it wasn’t “manly”.

Rose smiled. She liked being right.

“Ahem!” A goblin said, getting their attention. “Mr. Malfoy, may I have your key?”

“Ah! Right,” he said, getting back to his conversation, as Hermione did.

“See? You should stand up like me! That way you can play and go where you want to.” Rose said to Scorpius.

The boy looked as though he might cry. Rose’s heart softened. She was suddenly concerned.

“No, no, don’t cry,” she said quietly. “I was only trying to be friendly.”

Tears ran down the little boy’s now red cheeks. Rose walked over and wiped them away with her little hands. “I’m sorry, Scorpius,” she whispered, hugging him.

He calmed down, sniffling and hugging her back. Scorpius looked into her very bright blue eyes, while Rose stared into his a gentle grey. Eventually, they said goodbye and left with their parents.

They never remembered the moment, years later when they were older and had begun dating, but Hermione and Draco did. Which was why, even though no one expected them to, they supported the couple wholeheartedly. Because after any fight, they’d always make up, hugging each other tightly. They would always look into each other’s eyes and feel at home and loved.

To Change A Life 5/?

Summary: Dan and Phil live in a world where Nekos are real and are treated like slaves. Phil lives with his mum and dad who are almost always too busy with work to worry about him. One night, Phil is up late on his laptop and he hears a strange sound coming from outside and decides to check it out. He never expected to find something that might change his life forever.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse (sexual, physical and emotional)

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It was about an hour after they had gotten home when Dan first got sick. Phil knew that it was perfectly normal for Nekos to get sick from their shots, but it didn’t stop him from worrying. The doctor was very kind; they had gone to a doctor specifically for Nekos and the protection of the species, Phil wouldn’t trust anyone else. But his mind still jumped to conclusions; had they poisoned Dan? Given him a shot that would kill him? Anything could go wrong,

“Phil,” Dan mewed, cuddling closer to the older boy, “my tummy hurts.”

Phil sighed sadly and kissed Dan’s head, “I know kitty, it should stop by this time tomorrow, it’s just a reaction to the shot.”

Dan frowned slightly and wrapped his tail around Phil possessively, “But the shots were supposed to make me healthy, why did they make me sick?”

“Because, you didn’t get them all at proper times when you were in the training center and with your evil owner, so they gave them all to you now. They told me that it would most likely give you a fever and tummy ache.” Phil whispered, petting Dan’s head softly.

Dan nodded slowly and groaned as a shot of pain made its way through his stomach. He hated this; he just didn’t understand why shots that were supposed to protect him and keep him healthy would make him sick! But, he trusted Phil more than anything; and Phil trusted the doctor, so Dan would too. He would just have to get through it for a day; not too bad, he had gone through much worse in the past.

“I’ll be right back Dan, I’m going to make you some mint tea for your tummy, okay?”

The Neko’s ears moved flat against his head, but he nodded anyways, watching Phil walk out of their room, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Today he had gone to the mall for the first time in his life; he never imagined that it would be so big and spacious! There were so many places that he wanted to run off to and explore, but Phil had told him strictly to stay with him at all times. It had irritated the Neko at first, but he knew that Phil was just looking after him.

Overall, Dan had fun while shopping; he got lots of cool clothes and even a few toys that he could entertain himself with, but a few times he got really scared or mad at the people around him.

The first time wasn’t too big of a deal; a little girl had run up to him and Phil, asking Phil if she could pet Dan. Phil had politely told her to ask Dan for permission, but she just laughed like it was the silliest thing that she had ever heard.

“Why would I ask a pet if I can pet them? You ask the owner! My mummy says so.” She had said before looking up at Phil expectantly.

Phil shook his head and gently pulled Dan away from the girl, just before she threw a huge tantrum; gaining the attention of many of the innocent shoppers. It really bothered Dan that children were being taught that Nekos were nothing more than pets; that they couldn’t speak for themselves.

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Elizabeth: “Hello Aunty Poppy. My mummy says I’m not allowed to ride the bus alone any more.”

Poppy: “Well, that’s very good advice I’d say. You’re only little and it’s a long way from Windenberg to Newcrest.”

Elizabeth: “She said I can stay for tea though.”

Poppy: “Of course you can. How does eggs and toast sound?”

Elizabeth: “Amazing!” 

[Ereri 365 Project] Day 224 : Keep (Werewolf AU)

Levi watches Eren over both their bowls of mac n’ cheese. By all means he looks like a normal kid, a little more hyperactive with a few less table manners but Levi could forgive that, he thinks. “Where is your mom, kid?” he asks.

Eren pauses his sloppy eating, a dark looking taking over and then disappearing so fast Levi isn’t sure he saw it. Eren give him a tiny smile. “I don’t know,” he says. “Our pack was attacked so she left me on your doorstep and then ran off to find my dad.”

“Did she saw she would come back for you?”

“She said not to count on it. She told me to pretend to be a dog until I could find someone to look after me.”

Levi has countless questions but suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Eren’s eyes change first, just before he leaps of his chair and changes into a wolf puppy again, growling at the door. “Quiet,” Levi says. “It’s probably Hanji.”

Eren changes back. “Who’s Hanji?”

“My best friend,” Levi says, going to answer the door.

Eren follows, hiding behind Levi as the door opens. “Who’s your best buddy in the whole wide world?” she asks.

“Isabel,” Levi replies immediately.

Hanji gasps. “I’m telling Erwin you changed your mind!”

“Go tell that damn doctor anything you want, I guarantee he hasn’t got the free time to care.”

Hanji frowns. “Anyway,” she says. “It ought to be me, seeing as I just did your grocery shopping for you, again.”

“Why do you even know I need groceries?”

Eren peeks out from behind Levi and Hanji’s eyes immediately zone in on him. “AWW!” she exclaims. “Who’s this?”

Eren, startled, accidentally turns into a wolf again, hiding behind Levi again. Levi rolls his eyes and picks the puppy up. “Eren, introduce yourself.”

The pup whines.

“Eren~”

Eren changes back, arms wrapped around Levi neck and he watches Hanji sideways. “Hi Ms. Hanji,” he says. “I’m Eren.”

“Good boy,” Levi tells him so Eren blushes.

Hanji can barely contain her excitement. “Where did he come from?!”

“Can you just bring in my damn groceries?” Levi asks.

“Right!” Hanji starts to move the bags she piled outside the door inside.

Levi sits Eren back at the table to finish eating while he and Hanji put food away. “What are you going to do with a child?” Hanji asks.

“I thought he was a dog at first, I didn’t know he was a kid until this morning.”

“I mean, I know you work in the pediatric ward but raising a child is different than making sure sick ones are comfortable all day.”

“I know that,” Levi says. “But I don’t know what else to do with him, his pack was attacked last night so I don’t know where his parents are.”

Eren sinks into his chair and his ears flatten against his head. Levi immediately feels bad for bringing it up. “Master… doesn’t want to keep me?” he asks quietly.

Levi and Hanji both stare. Levi sighs and walks over to kneel on front of the boy. “I just don’t know if I’m the best person to take care of you is all.”

“But Master fixed by arm and gave me food and let me share the bed.”

Hanji makes a happy noise from the other side of the kitchen. “You let him into bed? You’re too precious, you can’t kick him out now.”

Eren hugs Levi around his neck. “I love you Master, don’t make me leave.”

It almost breaks Levi’s heart, he sighs and hugs the child back. “Okay,” he says. Eren’s fluffy tail wags.

Hanji grins. “By the way, is that your shirt he’s wearing Levi?”

“Yes Hanji,” he says. “I don’t just have kids’ clothes lying around to put on him.”

“So take him shopping,” she replies.

“With those ears and that tail? I don’t think so.”

“My mummy says they’ll go away when I have more control over transforming,” Eren says, petting his tail.

“Hm,” Hanji says. “Well, I can go pick up a few things for him to try on if you want.”

“That would be great,” Levi replies.

Hanji says her goodbyes and goes back to the store. “She’s nice,” Eren says, going to six on the couch.

“Usually,” Eren replies, sitting beside him.

Eren changes into a wolf and lays on Levi’s lap instead. Levi smiles and pets him.

Yeah, he definitely doesn’t want to get rid of this.

p.s i really like you

Summary: AU In which Phil, Louise, and Zoey are all best friends in Year 3 and they each write notes to their crushes. Phil’s note happens to be written to Dan. 

a/n: fluffy cute yay. hope you like it? 

“Grandma! Phil is here!” Louise yelled as she pulled her best friend inside. “Zoey is upstairs already.” She informed him. They both ran up the stairs to Louise’s pink bedroom.

“Philly! Just in time. Me and Louise were just talking about the boys we fancy.” Zoey greeted him. “Louise was just about to tell me.” Phil got on the bed and crossed his legs.

“Well alright then. Spill it Louise.” Phil said grinning ear to ear.

“Okay. I quite like that Matt Watson fellow.”

“Louise! He is a year above us!” Zoey gasped.

“So what? I think he is pretty.”

“Boys can’t be pretty Louise.” Phil laughed.

“Yes they can Phil. You’re pretty, just like Zoe is pretty.” They both blushed.

“Its your turn Phil.” Zoey giggled.

Phil didn’t even have to think about his answer. “I think that I like boy with the brown hair that Louise hangs out with in class.”

“Dan?”

“Yes! Dan. He is quite nice to me.” Phil said.

“But he is a boy Phil!” Louise exclaimed.    

“So what?” Phil got confused.

“My mummy says boys liking boys is just fine. My uncle likes boys. Louise is just upset because she fancies Dan too!” Zoey shrieked.

“I do not!”

“You do too!”

“No I don’t Zoey!” Louise pouted.

“It’s okay Louise. I’m sure he likes you better anyways.” Phil tried to comfort her.

“He is always talking about you Phil. I may not know any better but I think he fancies you too.” Louise admitted smiling. “Besides I think I like Matt better.”  

“Its your turn Zoe!” Phil yelled.

“Oh come on. You guys know already.” Zoey blushed.

“Alfie and Zoey sitting in a tree..” Phil began singing and Louise joined in. “K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”

“Stop it you two!” Zoey complained but she couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of her friends. They all eventually collapsed in a heap of giggles.

“I have an idea! We should write notes to them!” Louise said.

“To who?” Phil asked.

“Our crushes! You write one to Dan, Zoey to Alfie, and I’ll write one to Matt.” Louise insisted.

“What do we say?” Zoey questioned.

“Well whatever you want to say silly!” Louise giggled. She stood up quickly and disappeared into her closet and came out holding paper and pens. She handed them one of each. Both of the girls got to writing quickly but Phil found himself at a loss for words, literally.

He eventually ended up with this:

 

Dear Dan,

Hi. I just thought I would tell you that I really like the sweatshirt that you own that has the ears on it. I meant to tell you when you said you liked my Gengar shirt. Maybe sometime we could play Pokemon. Do you like Sonic or Crash Bandicoot? Louise and Zoey don’t like playing video games so it would be cool if we could play video games together.

p.s i really like you.

-Phil

 

“Are we actually going to give these to them?” Phil was suddenly worried about adding that last bit.

“Sure. We can slip them into their cubbies.”

“How will you get to Matt’s cubbie Louise?” Zoey asked.

“My Grandma works with his Mom. I’ll ask her to give it to him.”

Phil wasn’t so sure about this.

Phil definitely wasn’t so sure about this. He sat at his desk, the note for Dan folded in his back pocket. Louise and Zoey told him to put it in his backpack during the next break they got. He was so nervous he had a hard time paying attention to his school work. When the teacher announced the break he found Zoey’s gaze and she winked at him. She had already slipped Alfie’s note in his bag.

Phil watched Dan leave the room with his friend Pj and Phil slipped the note into his bag. He quickly made his way out of the room.

By the end of the day, the three had forgotten about the notes altogether. Phil was making his way home when Dan stopped him.

“Hey Phil!” Phil stopped and turned to see Dan jogging towards him.

“Hey Dan.” Phil blushed a little, remembering the note.

“I got your note, and I love Sonic and Crash Bandicoot! I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house and play them with me?”

“Right now?” Phil asked.

“Yeah. We have a phone that you can use to call your mom and tell her.” Dan informed him.

“Okay yeah. That sounds awesome.” Phil turned and walked with Dan. They got a few feet forward before Dan leaned down.

“By the way, I quite like you too Phil.” He whispered into Phil’s ear. Dan slowly laced their fingers together and they walked hand and hand all the way to Dan’s house.

Maybe Louise’s ideas weren't so crazy after all.

Doctor Who - Series 1 RP starters [ Part 2 ]
  • "Die all you want."
  • "Since that information is keeping me alive, I'm hardly going to tell you, am I?"
  • "Let me out of these manacles and I'll show you how much fun I am."
  • "At last she's clever!"
  • "Look at me, I'm stupid!"
  • "Being human doesn't pay very well."
  • "How can you walk through the world and not leave a single footprint?"
  • "You're gonna get a smack, you are!"
  • "We're not a couple! Why does everyone think we're a couple?"
  • "You don't scare me! I know how sad you are. You'll be back in a minute."
  • "Are you my mummy?"
  • "So... when you say 'your companion', how disappointed should I be?"
  • "Off you go, then. Do what you got to do. Save the world."
  • "I'm dying, I should think. I just haven't been able to find the time."
  • "Oh, that's a little harsh. I like to think of myself as a criminal."
  • "Do your ears have special powers too?"
  • "You'll find your feet at the end of your legs. You may care to move them."
  • "First day I met him, he blew my job up. That's practically how he communicates."
  • "I'm making an effort not to be insulted."
  • "I'm really glad that worked. Those would have been terrible last words."
  • "Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?"
  • "I like bananas. Bananas are good."
  • "What do you mean who the hell am I? Who the hell are you?"
  • "Is that a tribophysical waveform macro-kinetic extrapolator?"
  • "You're very quick to soak your hands in my blood. Which makes you better than me how, exactly?"
  • "Yeah, and doesn't that scare you to death?"
  • "Do you mind flirting outside?"
  • "And with that sentence, you just lost the right to even talk to me. Now back off!"
  • "Do I look like an 'out of bounds' sort of guy?"
  • "You were fantastic... absolutely fantastic... and d'you know what? So was I."
  • "I'm dead, or about to die any second with no chance of escape."
  • "That's fear. Doesn't it just burn when you face me?"
  • "Wish I'd never met you; I was much better off as a coward."
  • "My vision is impaired! I cannot see!"
  • "You have the guts to do what's right when everyone else just runs away!"
  • "New teeth. That's weird."