Hello everyone! Sorry I haven't been updating anything at all lately. I've had a serious case of writers block combined with laziness. I just wanted to send out a hello and say that I have not died and have no abandoned these stories. It will just be a while... So that you are not disappointed when you open this to find only a note, I will attach a short UNEDITED part of what I've written for all of the stories. When I have a full chapter written, I will change this up with it.

Remember, I am doing a Q&A. Ask me or the characters (whether in reviews or messages, I don't care) any questions you have. Nothing too personal (I'm not giving anyone my address, haha), but I will be combining them all so the question can be about any of my fanfics. I want to answer the questions interview style with my characters but if I don't get enough questions I'm just going to answer them normally... I'm trying to give a lot of people a chance to ask questions so the deadline is Christmas. I'm going to post it on new years in any of my fanfics that had multiple questions asked. If you have any questions, feel free to message me.

Entei's Nightingale:

She turned her head to the side and stared wide eyed at the large black stallion.

"...Hello?..." she spoke, her voice soft and pained.

The horse neighed, blew from its nose again and turned back to walking down the dark hallway, light only by torchlight.

Kaho frowned. The black coat and darkness around them would explain why she couldn't see anything. Well at least she wasn't blind… Now if only she knew where she was. The hallway was peacefully quiet. She felt warm, snuggled up to the great beast.

"Hey, what's your name?" Kaho whispered as she glanced at the horse. She felt as if speaking loudly would ruin something… destroy this tranquil reprieve.

She didn't expect an answer back as the horse paused for a moment to look back at her before continuing to carry her down the endless path.

With a sigh, Kaho pushed herself to sit up, biting her lip at the agony radiating from her shoulder. She felt something wet under her hand as she felt onto the horse's mane for support.

Dream vs Reality

A yawn forced its way out of Eleanor as she walked the castle halls. It was oddly tranquil. Or at least it was until a certain blonde exiled prince started yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Eleanor! Eleanor!" he called.

The girl stopped, trying to hold her temper in check. Ever since that nightmare and random hole in the floor, people wouldn't leave her alone! She was going stir crazy.

"Eleanor!" Alibaba called again.

This time Eleanor couldn't hold back her snide remark as she turned toward the approaching boy. "I can hear you just fine! Stop yelling or so help me, I will feed you to Serpentes!"

Alibaba stopped yelling, taking slow cautious steps forward. Too slow.

"Hurry up Alibaba! I don't have all day. why were you calling my name throughout the whole freaking castle?!" It probably didn't help that today, the poor girl got to learn how the Magi world handles the female problem. And while the cloth used wasn't terrible, she really wished she could just go home and get some pads from the store.

Alibaba gulped and nodded quickly. "I uh wanted to thank you about helping me earlier." At the blank stare he received, he elaborated. "My argument with Aladdin and Master."

Eleanor blinked a few times. "Oh." She shrugged, turning away. "No prob. Bon voyage or whatever. Watch out for pirates."

Alibaba frowned. "What do you mean? I'm not going."

Eleanor froze. Not going? NOT GOING?! Fudge! Did she screw something up? Oh please god.

Falling in Love With an Oracle

Golden eyes fluttered open. Alya hissed in pain at the sudden flood of light, squeezing her eyes shut. After a few minutes ticked by she opened them, slower this time, letting them adjust.

Everything was quiet but the bright light from the window signified it as daytime. The bed Alya laid in was warm and soft, and strangely familiar. She frowned. Why did she always end up finding herself waking up in a bed and not remembering how.

She supposed it was alright, considering it had only happened when she was somehow injured.

Alya let herself sit up, feeling her muscles protest and her bones creek from disuse. How long had she been comatose?

She glared at the room around her. A better question was why was this room so familiar!

Something shifted at her side and Alya looked over in horror. Judal. She was in the Kyo empire, in Judal's room, in Judal's bed… Ill Ilha help her.

Tale of Stars and Dragons

"I'm sorry, please excuse me," she said, attempting to skirt around him but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"It's all right, after all, I was the one that stepped in front of you. But what's the rush? Let's chat for a bit." His eyes glinted with mischievousness.

"You're not going to let me say no, are you?" Ashley asked slowly.

"Nope! I have a bet to win." He grinned, and nodded over to his twin. "I'm Fred, and that clone over there is George. We're betting on the sorting of first years." The sorting of the first years? Oh, like the sorting hat.

"I'm Ashley… um, Ashley Summerfield. How are you going to remember all the people you've talked to?" She waved her hand at the crowded train. "It's a lot of people."

Tapping his head, he smirked. "Just a good memory." A pale arm slung around Fred's shoulders as he spoke, and Ashley moved her gaze from one Weasley twin to the other.

"Or, we may have a copy of the first years students records, and are take notes on it," George stated, causing Fred to give him a wary look.

"Why don't you give all our secrets away, George?" Fred asked sarcastically, giving his brother a hard time.

Shaking her head, she laughed at the twins. "How diligent of you. Never realized that the Weasley jokesters were so thorough."

"Ah, well- wait, have we met before? I don't believe that I said our last names," Fred said curiously. George watched her inquisitively.

"Well, who else could you be? I don't believe I recall any other twins even being mentioned…" Trailing off, Ashley realized what she just said. "I mean, the stories. Um, I've just heard stories about you guys." Fred and George glanced at each other and grinned.

"We're getting to be well-known! Imagine that," George said proudly.

Wish me luck in completing them all soon!