Update 1! Now taking requests! For those of you who know my imaginary friends well, or even if you don't, and heard something happened, but want to know more, I am now taking requests for detailed accounts of stories from the IO!

Stories of my imaginary friends. Most of these are random, and all over the place.

Sometimes I come up with a random experience, and I want to share it. I generally forget about it the next morning. So I'll write them here!

If you don't know my imaginary friends, I have a group for them in my profile. Trust me, there are hundreds more, but those are the most important. And the ones I found skins resembling, haha.

Ideas:

None

Writing Very Soon, Maybe Now!

• Moon's death

Stories:

Title: Seven Meets Bone

Point of View: Narrator View

     Seven eyed the large white and black werewolf in front of her. Strong...handsome....meh.

     Bone narrowed his eyes. “I'm Bone.”

     Seven returned his gaze, trying to look stronger than she felt. “I'm Seven.”

     Seven? Bone thought. Odd name...

     Seven nodded, as if reading his thoughts. “It's from this.” She lifted her paw to reveal a burn mark on her paw pad. 007. “I don't remember what my name was before,” she barked, shrugging. “So I'm Seven.”

     Bone made a face. “I suppose you've been through a lot.”

     Seven narrowed her eyes. “You say that like it was nothing.”

     Bone growled. “I've been through stuff too. The whole pack has. Me too.”

     “Oh yeah?”

     “I watched my mother die in front of me when I was little. I was taken by the killers, and here I am. Can you beat that?” Bone whispered.

     Seven snorted. “Oh, and I suppose you watched your mother burn. Father too? Your house?”

     Bone sighed. “That's not too b-”

     “Were you kidnapped. I bet you had your claws ripped out before your own eyes. I bet the people who did it didn't care about the pain.”

     Bone took a step back. “Okay, I get it. I'm sor-”

     Seven continued. “And I guess you became a slave for the kidnapper. Did he kill the only friend you made in that wretched place?” Seven took a deep breath, tears forming. “And when you finally tried to escape, they nearly killed you, but decided to let you suffer? Let you live?”

     Bone's eyes widened. “I really am sorry. I didn-”

     Seven growled. “I escaped. Second try.”

     Bone placed a paw on her shoulder as she began to cry. “It's alright,” he murmured. “You're safe now. With us.”

Title: Cam "Learns" Ted's Secret

Point of View: Cam

     I stood next to my twin, Ted, grinning like an idiot, showing the sharp fangs rooted in my mouth.

     “It's nice and cloudy tonight. No sunburn. Well, it's nighttime, but you know,” I said slowly, looking out of the corner of my eye at my brother. What's a twin for if you aren't alike in anything but appearance? I thought he'd be happy there was no sun. Grumpy pants vampire...

     Ted glanced at me, and I looked up expectantly. Ted gave a weak smile, then went back to staring off into nothingness.

     I shuffled my feet awkwardly. “So...you talk in your sleep.”

     I felt Ted stiffen beside me. “I...do?”

     I looked over to see Ted's eyes wide in a mixture of curiosity and fear. “Um, yeah. Who's Meghan?”

     I waited patiently, but suddenly Ted shifted into a large bat(this large https://www.dropbox.com/s/4r371kjlz5mnfss/2016-01-02%2000.48.33.jpg?dl=0 ) and gave a loud hiss/snarl. I flinched, shifting after him and following in pursuit.

     “I didn't mean to make you mad!” I shouted. “I was just curious!”

     Ted suddenly veered right and landed on a rocky ledge, shifting into vampire form. He had his arms around his curled legs in a sitting position, looking as human as a vampire could be.

     I flew down and sat next to him. “I'm sorry.” Ted didn't respond. I looked at his hands and saw he was holding a picture of someone, but he stiffened, realizing I was looking, and pulled it away.

     “She died,” Ted said, his voice hoarse. I put a hand on his shoulder.

     Died?! “I didn't know, honestly. I wouldn't have asked.”

     “What exactly do I say in my sleep?” Ted looked at me with wide eyes.

     “Um, you just say Meghan. Over and over.”

     Ted nodded. “Yeah. I guessed.”

     I looked at his hand. “Is that a picture of her?”

     He nodded, and uncurled his hand to reveal a perfectly kept, uncrumpled picture of a woman with long, wavy, red/orange hair and green eyes.

     I stared at the photo. “You loved her...”

     Ted nodded.

     “Human?”

     Ted shook his head. “Werewolf.”

     I blinked. “Oh. I'm sorry. I really am.” Werewolf...no wonder it didn't work out.

     “That's okay. It's nice to talk about it.”

     “Anytime.”

     “Not again.”

Title: Devin and Charlie's "Reunion"

Point of View: Narrator

     Diamond slowly walked along the garden path near the walls of the IO, occasionally stopping to look at a flower. She felt her ears swivel, hearing footsteps, and pretended not to notice.

     Suddenly Charlie was there, wrapping her in a backwards hug. “So which one's your favorite?” he asked.

     Diamond smiled. “I like the lilacs. And the lilies. You?”

     “I don't know,” Charlie said, inspecting the many kinds of flowers. “Sunflowers?”

     Diamond laughed. “Not roses? I thought you liked those.”

     Charlie sighed. “They have thorns.”

     “Every rose has its thorns.” Diamond looked at the roses. “I'm your rose. You don't care about my thorns.”

     Charlie turned to face her. “Because I don't see any.”

     Diamond smiled. “Until you hurt yourself. You, however, don't have any thorns.”

     “But I'm no rose either.”

     “There are two kinds of people in this world.”

     “What's that supposed to mean?!” Charlie demanded.

     “No, I meant those with thorns, and those without roses,” Diamond explained quickly.

     “Oh. 'Cause I-” Charlie suddenly froze.

     Diamond watched him curiously, and partly amused from the face he paused on. “What is it?”

     “Nothing,” Charlie said quickly, looking around nervously. “My nose is being weird, maybe we should check it out with Hannah.” He grabbed Diamond and began to walk.

     Diamond followed, slightly annoyed. “What?” she hissed.

     “Listen,” Charlie said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I have a brother.”

     Diamond narrowed her eyes. “Why wouldn't you tell me-”

     Charlie growled. “Because I thought we'd never have to deal with him again. Except he's back. And he's probably really mad at me because I have you. He's met you before, and he likes you, so he won't be happy when he sees us together.”

      Diamond sighed. “Okay, w-hey wait a minute! Your brother's that jerk from when we first met!”

      “Yep.”

      “Ugh, I hate that guy. no offense.”

      “None taken,” Charlie growled.

      “So...he's here? He's, like...watching us? Now?”

      “Yes. And he sure is taking his time attacking.” Charlie murmured.

     “Attacking?!” Diamond shouted, forgeting to whisper. “Why would he do that?”

     “Hush. He wants you, and hates me. Considering his...personality...what else would he do?”

     “Fine. But I hate surprises. Can you at least call him out or something so we don't have t-”

     “We meet again.”

     Charlie and Diamond turned to see Devin casually walking towards them.

     “Haven't seen you in a while, brother,” Devin said. He turned to Diamond. “You either. Maybe we could catch up on things with a meal? But we'll have to ditch him, he ruins everything.”

      Diamond's eyes narrowed. “So a two person dinner? Thanks, but not with you.”

      Devin smiled. “Kitty gonna fight back, huh?”

     “I'd take that risk, you foul smelling, mangy-” Charlie shot her a warning glance as Devin flicked an ear. Diamond forced a smile. “And don't call me kitty.”

     “I'll call you what I want to call you...kitty.”

     Diamond hissed, swiping at his face, but Devin dodged it with ease. “Is that the best you've got?” he taunted.

     Diamond snarled. “Hardly.”

     Charlie stepped between them. “Okay, guys, break it up.” He suddenly paled, realizing he had just taken a step closer to Devin. “Um...hello?”

     “Hello. Come to join the fight? You just couldn't stop yourself, huh? You had to but in, just like you do with everything else in my life,” Devin growled.

     “Is that what this is about? Because you're selfish?”

     Devin suddenly grabbed Charlie by the neck, pushing him up against the wall.

     “That's exactly what this is about. You were always Ma's favorite. You got Mom, you took freedom, you took a life worth living, and now you take the girl.”

     “It's called fate. None of that...was my choice, it just...kind of happened,” Charlie choked. “Now...let me go!” Charlie swiped at Devin's face, leaving a deep scratch near his eye.

     Devin growled, releasing Charlie, sending him crashing to the ground, rubbing his neck. Devin watched him. “I could've easily killed you. Then what?”

     “Then you would'vd taken Diamond. And freedom. And Mom,” Charlie snapped.

     “Mom?” Devin said softly. “Mom...she...she's dead, Charlie.”

     “What do you mean she's dead?” Charlie asked, hesitant.

     “She'd dead. I went to visit her, and she died.”

     “Right in front of you?”

     Devin swallowed. “Yeah. Right in front of me.”

     Charlie sighed, closing his eyes. “Listen, I've been through a lot, you've been through a lot, how about we both call this an impass?” But when Charlie opened his eyes again, Devin was nowhere to be seen.

     “Hardly,” Devin's voice whispered, before becoming silent.

What is bones side of the story?

That was about it. You did mean on Seven Meets Bone, right? It was from narrator point of view, so as if you were reading a book. It showed both characters' thoughts.

Should I continue this? I haven't written anything in a while...

SuperHappy (#38518) wrote:

Should I continue this? I haven't written anything in a while...

Requests are still taken, since I can't think of much...I'm bored...

U should do a story of when Charlie met Devin for the first time after their werewolf transformation

U should do when Diamond met Charlie

and u should do when Devin killed Moon the Dog