Here's a new Alternate Universe Full House story I cooked up. It's a twoshot - my first one - and it's kind of based on Lolita – the book and the two films, and it's dedicated to my friend Liz (aka LiZ-RoX). Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Genius Jeff Franklin owns Full House. I own the stories.

Innocence in a Young Girl

Eight-year-old Stephanie Tanner couldn't believe it. As she read the letter – which had been addressed to her – in her hands, her sky blue orbs scanning every word, she felt filled with dread.

"You're beautiful, your eyes are like after the rain,

after I feel the euphoria of dancing in it.

You make me feel alive again.

I know it is wrong.

I know I'm wrong, for feeling about you...

The way I do.

"I don't want you to let go.

I want to be yours,

I want to know I make you smile on the inside.

I want to know that when we kiss,

I make you weak;

I make you feel like you'll

never have strength again.

I want to touch you,

explore you, feed my desires

that have kept me awake.

Needing you...

Like the sweetest air.

When I'm gone,

you'll be the last image through my mind.

Your face is my moonlight.

And your eyes are my sanctuary.

Somewhere we can lose ourselves,

and never tell the world...

Of our forbidden love."

She couldn't believe it. This person who wrote the poem – whoever he was, was kind of...not right in the head.

She sighed as she picked up the letter, put it back in the envelope, and put it in her secret hiding place – in her sock drawer that only she had access to.

Then she sat down on her bed and began writing her own poem.

I have received a letter,

so shocking to me.

It displays so many images

of a really sickening reality.

It tells of a man

and he has a sickening fantasy,

of me as a nymphet, which is very scary

and involves only me.

She stopped and looked at her poem. Yep, it definitely looked fine.

Then she looked at the clock. It read 9:00 PM.

So, she headed off to bed.

However, the letter followed her to her dreams.

And when she woke up, there was one thing she knew.

Her life would change. It would never be the same.

Well, I hope it's really good. Sorry if it's short; I prefer quality over quantity.

~Nightcrawlerlover