Ash's One Shots - The Black Parade

**Lokeriel** · 05-06-2008, 03:08 AM

So, I've been really bad about writing lately. I've got 2 stories that are pretty much abandoned. And I feel crappy about that. So, I've been trying to get a bit better about writing, so I've made a challenge for myself. I am going to write 1 one-shot a day. I'm basing them off of phrases i think of.

If any one wants to request a one-shot, just give me a line you want included in it, and i will write the story around that (for example, the first story i am posting, the line i wrote it around was "something is missing" and the rest pretty much wrote itself.) or a few keywords. also let me know who you want in it >_<
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy!

the ratings will vary from story to story, between 12 to 18+

Each of these stories are fiction. Some are based on things that have happened to me. some are totally made up. but NONE of them happened to anyone in MCR.

Index
Family - Page One ___________________-PG-__ -GW/OFC-
I'll Never Let You Fall - Page One _______-PG-__-MW/OFC-
A Pretty Corpse - Page One____________-18+-_-GW/OFC-
Right Where You're Standing - Page Two__-18+-_-FI/OFC-
Foundations - Page Two_______________-15-__-BB/OFC-
Forever - Page Two___________________-15-__-GW/OFC-
Shame - Page Three__________________-12-____-RT-
The New Year - Page Four_____________-12-___-FI/OFC-
Sunset - Page Five___________________-12-___-GW/OFC-
The Last Rose - Page Six_______________-15-___-BB/OFC-
Accident Prone - Page Six______________-12-___-RT/OFC-
The Train - Page Seven________________-12-___-MW/GW- (Friendship)
Nightmare - Page Seven________________-12-___-FI/OFC-
Waiting - Page Seven__________________-12-___-GW/OFC-
My Favourite - Page Eight_______________-12-__-MW/OFC-
Shoreline - Page Eight__________________-15-___MW/OFC

Requests:
Megan
They'll be finished soon, i promise!

**Lokeriel** · 05-06-2008, 03:15 AM

Family
GW/OFC
Rating: PG

Something was missing. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Every time he walked into the room, I felt like my heart should soar. But it didn't. All I felt was the emptiness in the pit of my stomach. The bit of me that was gone, and I had no idea where it had gone to, or when it happened. We'd been happy for so long. There was no reason for the feelings, or lack thereof, that I was having.

I woke up and the feeling was gone. I felt complete again, whole, full. That was cut short by the vicious wave of nausea that hit me, and I ran to the bathroom. I feared that, after emptying out the contents of my stomach, the emptiness would return. I was afraid that I would have vomited the fullness out of my being. I spent half an our in the bathroom, and then sat at the dining room table with a glass of water, a package of saltine crackers, and a cigarette. I could only manage half the cigarette before putting it out. Every drag sent another wave of nausea through me.

The rest of the day went without incident. A week passed, and every morning was the same. I spent half an hour in the bathroom each day, and couldn't manage to smoke another cigarette. And much to my surprise, the emptiness never returned. Each morning I was so miserable though, I wasn't sure which I preferred. I almost wished the emptiness would return.

Finally, the nagging Voice in the back of my head told me it was time to go to the pharmacy. I wasn't sure I was ready for such a step, but the Voice wouldn't shut up about it, so after two weeks, I complied. You can't imagine the looks a girl like me, with tattoos, florescent hair and piercings, gets when buying a pregnancy test. I could practically hear the insults.

"What kind of mother would she make??"
"That child would never be cared for properly."
"I hope she gets rid of it."

I shrugged off their doubts, as well as my own, and returned home with the test. I avoided the noxious blue box for as long as i could stand it, busying myself with other random tasks. I cleaned the kitchen. I did our laundry. I watched a random chick-flick on TV, and ended up crying at the end. I never cry for movies. Finally, I decided it could be avoided no longer. I wanted to get this over with before he got home. I went into the bathroom, followed the directions, and waited the agonizing five minutes. Just as the waiting was to come to an end, I heard the front door open and close.

"Babe?" A voice called out, just as I looked at the result.

"Bathroom," I called out in a shaky voice. I heard his footsteps near the bathroom door. He knocked lightly before opening the door, to find me sitting on the floor, test in hand.

"Are you ok babe? What's-" He cut his question short, as the realization dawned on him as to what I was holding in my hand. He kneeled next to me as the tears that threatened finally spilled.

"I'm Pregnant" I whispered as the tears turned to sobs. I looked up to him and smiled. "You're going to be a daddy, Gee." He wrapped his arms around me, and joined me in my tears. At that moment, I realized why I felt empty before. What I was missing.

Family.

Memory_Faded · 05-06-2008, 09:11 AM

Aw.
That was a beautiful one-shot, Ash.

I'm looking forward to reading more.

My.Chem.Forever · 05-06-2008, 09:49 AM

thats good

Issabbella · 05-06-2008, 04:32 PM

awww!!!! i love it!!!!!

**Lokeriel** · 05-06-2008, 08:38 PM

thanks for the comments, guys.
i should be posting another one this evening
>_<

**Lokeriel** · 05-07-2008, 02:04 AM

I'll Never Let You Fall
MW/OFC
Rating: PG

Daisy sat at the end of the diving board above the pool in her back yard. Her legs were long, so her toes skimmed the surface of the cool water. She gazed at the stars as she wiped the sweat that clung to the back of her neck. Though it was night, finally, the heat of the day still stuck to her like a blanket.

The summer was almost over, and she'd be leaving. She'd spent the summer with her father, and was due to return to her mothers home in a weeks time. She'd attend her senior year of high school, and then away to college. She wasn't sure about college. It was never anything she'd had any enthusiasm towards, but she played along when her mother went on about how proud she was that her daughter had been accepted early to some fancy upper class university. Daisy couldn't even remember what the damn school was called.

As she tried to decipher the constellations in the sky, her thoughts wandered to Mikey. She had met him at the local pool hall. She was playing a game of pool with one of her brothers, Nick, when Mikey had approached her.

"Hey, you're pretty good" he said, standing next to her as she watched Nick take his turn. It was an obvious lie, as this was the third straight game she was losing. She blushed slightly at his comment, but stayed silent. "D'ya fancy playing a game against me, after you finish this one?" He asked. She glanced sideways at him, and he smiled a crooked smile she couldn't resist. All she could do was nod her head in agreement.

"Alright! I win again!" Nick exclaimed, rather loudly, pumping his fist in the air. "Ya got any more quarters, Daze?" He questioned as he approached Daisy and Mikey.

"Actually, she's just agreed to play a game against me" Mikey said, taking a step forward. Nick shot a confused look at Daisy, and she just smiled and nodded.

"Alright then. I'm gonna go get me a pop. Holler if you need me, Daze!" Nick layed his pool stick against the wall and sauntered off, eying a group of girls playing pool across the room. Mikey stepped up to the pool table and put three quarters into the side. The balls were released and he racked them up in the center of the table.

"Would you like to break?" He asked politely. Daisy stepped up to the table and positioned herself with the pool stick, taking a few moments to mentally place where the balls would go. She pulled back and hit the ball as hard as she could. Three solid balls instantly fell into the holes.

"Oh my god! That's never happened before!" She squealed, and Mikey's eyes widened in shock.

"Maybe you're a bit better than I thought!" He said in a bemused tone. The game progressed quickly, as Daisy got all the balls in their places in three turns. They played another game, and another, and before long, the sun had dipped below the horizon. Nick watched them play for a while, and finally decided to walk home alone, bored of watching. Daisy and Mikey chatted and played pool for hours, Mikey pumping countless quarters into the table. They played so long that eventually, the sole employee of the pool hall had to kick them out for closing time. Mikey insisted on walking her home, despite her protests that she would be fine.

"It's been real fun today, Daisy" Mikey said as they reached her front door.

"Yeah, it has. Thanks for all the games. Nick drained me of quarters right before you showed up. I would've left right after that last game with him if you hadn't showed up." She laughed nervously as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Mikey placed his palm on her cheek and leaned in close to her. She closed her eyes and waited for it, her first kiss. She jumped as she heard the front door fly open.

"Daisy, you better get your ass in here right now. Do you have any idea what time it is?!" Her dad shouted. Truth be told, Daisy didn't know what time it was. The whole day had flown by so fast. She had lost all concept of time after that first game of pool with Mikey.

After that night, Daisy and Mikey became the definition of a "Summer Romance." They were practically joined at the hip, they were apart from each other so little. But the end of the summer was coming fast, and it was this thought that clouded Daisy's mind as she gazed at the stars. She wasn't ready for the summer to be over, to return to a home that was a thousand miles too far from where she wanted to be.

Her thoughts were interupted by the sudden rough shaking of the diving board she was still perched on. Briefly, her mind clouded with panic, afraid she would fall into the cold pool water. She quickly recovered, looking over her shoulder and seeing Mikey there. He sat down behind her, straddling the board, and wrapped his long arms around her.

"Are you ok, Love? You looked like you were ready to panic, for a second." He said.

"For a second, I was. I was afraid of falling." She replied, letting her head fall against his chest.

"I swear, I'll never let you fall." He whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine. "I'll never let you go."

**Lokeriel** · 05-08-2008, 03:08 AM

A Pretty Corpse
GW/OFC
Rated: 18+ for drug use

I sat on a couch in a room backstage, waiting for my call that the show was about to start. Sitting with me was a random girl I had picked up outside. I couldn't quite remember her name. It was something weird, Star, or Pixie, or something like that.

"I have a treat for us, Mr. Rockstar." She said seductively, reaching into her purse, and producing a leopard print makeup bag.

"And what would that be?" I asked, sitting up to watch her as she emptied the contents of her bag onto the table. She simply laughed, producing a small ziplock baggie full of white powder, a square mirror, and a razor blade.

"I present to you, "Pixie's Magic Medicine!" Guaranteed to make amazing an otherwise bleak day!" Ah, so her name was Pixie. She finished separating the powder into several evenly spaced lines, and handed me a short blue straw. I leaned over the table and quickly did two lines. I sat back and rubbed my nose as I watched Pixie take her turn.

"You know, the jetset life is gonna kill ya." I said, with a small tone of irony in my voice.

"You may be right," She said as she swung her head up and handed the straw back to me. "But at least I know I'll leave a pretty corpse."

Memory_Faded · 05-08-2008, 03:31 AM

Eeeep.

I love them both.
And I'll Never Let You Fall was seriously cute.

(L)

My.Chem.Forever · 05-08-2008, 05:43 AM

they're awesome