#biggestbrony

THAT GIRL IS ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emily: Is that science stuff?

Aaron: It's medieval weaponry.

So, last year, I attempted, and lost, NaNo. But it's always something I've wanted to do, and get through. So this year, I've roped my housemates into doing it with me!

It was kind of accidental, actually. I told Erin she should do it, cause it'd be fun, and Emily and I always write together and talk about what we're writing together, so asking her to join was logical. 

Aaron was the one who was unexpected. He heard Erin & I talking about it, and said he would do it, too!

(Aaron is the one who named the house Fort Bad-ass Thunderdome)

Me: uh...popcorn?

Aaron: 140, why?

Me: I'm stealing your identity and giving it to a friend from Mexico so he won't be deported.

Aaron: WHAT!?!

It's too close to my actual (week-and-a-half long) holiday, and I cannot focus on school.

My essays for that final were absolute shit, and I'm just praying that I got enough points to pass. Now I have to focus on studying for my last final--a class that I actually completely enjoy, when all I want to do is be enjoying the sunshine and hopefully finding a job. BLARGH, LIFE IS STINKY.

Also, one of my best friends turned 21 today (Happy birthday, Aaron!), and we had an extremely fucking scary conversation about how we have no more excuses, and that we're actually ADULTS now. I'm graduating from uni next year!! (he's lucky and has 2 more years left). I have to spend next year figuring out what the hell I'm doing when I finish, where I'm going, how I'm going to SURVIVE...and it's scary as hell. 

Part 1

“Hi Kurt,” Puck stated sensually. Kurt looked, grimaced, and returned to eating his pineapple.

                “Your sexiness doesn’t work on vampires,” Kurt replied, sensually. Puck stepped closer and nibbled on Kurt’s ear.

                “Make me one,” he whispered, engulfing Kurt’s ear with his mouth. Extracting himself, Kurt stood up and turned to face Puck, his hips swaying in time with Puck’s breathing.

                “I’m sorry, we can’t be together any longer. You make me want to do things that would require me to break the Vampire Code. I must away! To the night, for he is my true slut.” Kurt began to grow wings, his face growing hairer, as he assumed the form of a bat. Puck could only watch forlornly… as werewolves can’t fly.

                Santana stared at the confused couple, wincing a little as Kurt’s transformation finished. Next to her sat Azula, who was busy cleaning her nails with a butcher knife.

                “Don’t you think there’s something a bit… off with Kurt?” Santana turned and asked Azula.

                “Other than the fact that Puck constantly hounds him? No,” replied Azula, uninterested.

                “I don’t know. It seems like he’s not just a normal kid. I think he might be something more supernatural, like a vampire,” Santana replied, getting slightly annoyed at Azula’s aloof attitude.

                “Of course not! Kurt just as normal as you or I, except the fact that I’m a firebender,” Azula finished. Santana shook her head, Azula was always reminding people that she could firebend. It got on her nerves. If Azula wasn’t dating her best friend, Brittany, she wouldn’t even associate herself with her. Just then, Santana heard some mumbling coming from the table behind them.

                “Angst…… Honor…… Uncle……Mommy issues,” came the almost inaudible sounds. Santana turned around and saw Azula’s brother sitting there by himself. Santana couldn’t stand him either, she had to get away.

                “Well, I’m leaving, I’ve got, um, class shortly and I forgotten my books,” Santana told Azula, who nodded, paying no attention to anything, but her nails. Santana left promptly, getting away from that weird family as quickly as possible.

It would be impossible.