Marshmeow-meow

Love 01.19.15

There is a price to pay when it comes to “love.”

If anyone knows that, it’s me. No one truly knows how hard my job is. They think I make it look so easy. That’s because I have to bury my emotions to make the hard decisions. I have to feel nothing. I can’t cry, I can’t feel pain, and I most definitely can not let my anger alter my judgement.

Today, I Mất tích two good soldiers. Manfredi and Johnson, my brothers in arms. And I hold myself accountable.

What many people don’t realize is that war is a duty. The only real choice is whether bạn accept it, and what bạn fight for....

They all gasped as their minds finally grasped who the creature in front of their sub was. Leroy thought his tim, trái tim was going to explode as he stared into the eyes of the shark. He was finding it increasingly hard to breathe, and the interior seemed to be growing smaller bởi the minute. "Dexter," he breathed out.

Private shot a worried glance at the turtle. "Leroy? Are bạn all right?"

Despite his best efforts, memories were being pushed to the front of his mind. Unwillingly, Leroy was reliving the terror he felt when Dexter had managed to kidnap him some years ago. Outside the sub, Dexter laughed...

"I have not any new information. At the moment they are simply doing training. The club is doing well. I think one of the members is almost on our side," I said.
"Okay then. Good work. Keep a close eye on them. Especially that Annabella and Ivy. I don't trust any of them neither should you," Dr. Blowhole said.
"Okay, this is agent Scar, signing out."
I shut down my Spycon and headed to my elevator. Great, my daily reports were done, and it was only noon. I still had time to hand out the remaining invitations! 
The doors opened and I stepped up and out. I took a short climb up the volcano. I scanned...

"Psst! Skipper! Get up," whispered Sky into his ear-hole whilst shaking him. After a few seconds, Skipper opened his eyes groggily and sat up to look at her. "Why the duce did bạn wake me up SO early?" he asked, slipping out of bed. Sky grinned sheepishly, pulled out the back up calendar and pointed to the date. 'March 31st - April 7th, Prank Week' thought Skipper flatly. "Alright, I'm up. So what's the pranking agenda of the day?" quieried Skipper as he raised a nonexistent eyebrow.
"Ohhhhhh Skippy, THINK FAST!" shouted Emily, appearing in front of them with a rope wrapped around her webbed...

They finally are up the stairs, when they meet yet another hallway. Private's tiny jaw almost hits the floor. Nigel contuines waddling on down it. His nephew stares up at him, and imitates his every move.
"We're close, Private." Nigel encourages Private. The young chim cánh cụt slouches onward, but quickly goes back to diễn xuất like his uncle. His mother laughs, for she knows she made the right decision.
"Nigel, what does this machine do?" She asks cautiously gesturing toward a colossal rectangluar appliance. It is black on the hàng đầu, đầu trang and bottom. A shiny object seals vivid minisquel shapes that are held...

The Sky was dark and it was looked a little red; bloody. As if it knew what had happened. They looked around, the city looked dark and evil, streets were deserted and it looked as if the city was abandoned.
“We need some support” Skipper said.
“We have this” Johnson đã đưa ý kiến and gave them a shortwave transmitter.
“It doesn’t work here but we can try” Katherine took it “Can someone hear us? We need a help”
No answer.
“Send us a helicopter hoặc information about Blowhole hoặc anything” Skipper said.
“That doesn’t work. We have to separate”
“We’re only four. How can we surround...

The tiếp theo thing Private knows, he is on the ground; at his mother's feet. Something laid on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the little penguin. It has to be what had pushed him. It begins to get up.
It is Nigel! He lifts him into his fins.
"Private!" His mother cries, and hugs him tightly.
"There's no time! We need to get out of here!" Nigel says sternly. His voice had no emotion, except urgency. Private had never seen his uncle so serious. He was always so light-hearted and cheery. Goofy uncle Nigel, Private's mother's older brother.
They rush between people and their legs. Most scream, while some men shove through the...

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

The clock read 2027 hours. Just four hours and thirty-three phút until October 31st, Halloween. The zoo was scheduled to be open for only half a ngày tomorrow. Children would come in little ghost, ghoul, and goblin costumes, poised to scare the living daylights out of the passerby's.

"Alright boys. What did we talk about?" Skipper asked his team in the HQ.

"Um..." Private began, but Skipper cut him off.

"Remember Private, I don't like it when bạn start your sentences with 'Um'."

"Aye. Sorry Skipper."

"'s alright. Stay frosty. Now back to my question."...

In the New York jail, there have been criminals who have been expected to commit the crimes they have, whether it was stealing hoặc destroying property. Obviously, Cecil, Brick, and X were all in the jail, but the most unexpected criminal of all was Monique, and it wasn't even her fault.
A while ago, she caught Blowhole creating a chemical mixture illegally. Since he knew she was helping the police while not even being a cop, he injected her with the mixture a một phút before they came. Ever since, she's been beating people and places up and it got her where she is and, without her knowing, will...

The team was invited to participate in a fighting tournament. They will each be going against an enemy that they have some sort of connection to, yet never met before, but, they'd have to fight individually.
"Listen up, team. Today is the big day. We've done extra training for two weeks for this. Just because we'll be chẻ, phân chia, split up for this doesn't mean that we won't be the champs. If we're going to be strong on the outside, we're going to start bởi being strong on the inside and be confident that we'll take trang chủ the gold!" Skipper was saying.
The four high fived each other and they were on their ways...