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This is really kind of for my benefit, so I can have a quick way to get to my ff's, but I put a brief description in case you're interested.

Although, I highly recommend wewe redirect to my FanFiction account to see revised and improved versions of these stories if wewe plan on kusoma them. Additionally, I have officially stopped posting my stories on fanpop as of June 30, 2017, so there are chapters, installments, and other stories that will not be here. To see my full archive, click link to see my fanfiction.net account. wewe can post a guest review if wewe don't have an account (please do!)....

Note: So, I found this site that would write a story for wewe if wewe just filled in the information and I did it for the heck of it. The result was just too funny NOT to share. I hope wewe get a good kick out of this like I did.

Two Spiteful Uncles Thinking to the Beat
A Short Story
by peacebaby7

Dave the Octopus looked at the giant map in his hands and felt happy.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his tense surroundings. He had always loved cold a submarine with its muddy, miniature metal walls. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.

Then he saw something in the distance,...

Dream 02.13.15

Note: Well, anyone who knows me had to know I was going to do a Skilene one eventually. Happy Valentine’s!

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Unable to sleep, Skipper pulled himself topside for some fresh air. He had that nightmare again, the same one he’d been having every night for a week. He hadn’t told anyone about it yet—partly because it was really disturbing him, and partly because he didn’t want anybody worrying about him.

He ran his flippers over his face and knelt kwa the pool to look at his reflection. He could tell that he was tired with the circles around his eyes. The team had seemed...

Insanity 02.02.15

Warning: This chapter is rated T for some disturbing images. If wewe want to ask me what to expect in a comment, feel free to do so.

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“Boss,” called a lobster, kamba minion as he approached the villainous dolphin, Dr. Blowhole. “Boss, we’re—ready when wewe are,” he alisema uneasily.

Dr. Blowhole grinned coldly and turned to him with a burning eye. “Excellent, Red One. Prepare the operating table,” he purred.

The lobster, kamba swallowed and nodded, exiting without another word.

Blowhole looked back into the mirror, looking at the bandages around his right eye, his grin fading...

Author's Note: Finally, a homework assignment I WANT to do! My English teacher told us that we had to write a "frame story," au a story about someone telling a story. She alisema it could be any genre, and about anything we wanted (as long as it's school appropriate, of course). Naturally, I took the opportunity to write this. I was actually planning on making it a Denmark story when I first thought of it, but then my brain said, "LOL, nope." Anywho, I hope wewe enjoy kusoma my homework assignment as much as I enjoyed making it! LOL, that sounds weird.

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Skipper stood on juu of the penguins’...

“It’s a dolphin!” exclaimed Private.

Leroy frowned in concern. “She looks like she’s hurt,” he observed. ‘And familiar too,’ he thought to himself.

Skipper immediately took charge. “Kowalski, Rico!”

The two penguins jumped to attention. “Ready to receive orders, sir,” alisema Kowalski.

“Uh huh,” agreed Rico.

Skipper nodded. “Swim outside and get the civilian in the sub. Private?”

Private turned to look at his leader, tearing his gaze away from the unconscious dolphin. “Yes, Skipper?”

“Go and get the first aid kit in case we need it,” ordered Skipper.

The...