Author's Note: Hey everybodys! Here's another piece of junk from yours truly! Hope You like it1
The Dreaded Disclaimer: Yeah. I totally don't own Danny Phantom. I wish I did, but I don't. I DO, however, own Lilith (in this particular piece) although I can't say that you can't use her because I didn't really even come up with her, I just use her and frankly, I don't think that ANYONE really owns her. Yeah, enough of my ramblings, why are you even reading this? You should be reading the fanfic!
A Doe
SecretSparkle
"Oh, Lilith, look over there! It's a mommy deer with her baby! A doe and her fawn! Isn't it beautiful?" I whispered quietly to my young daughter. (Danny hadn't wanted to come- he stayed home and watched a documentary on the life of an astronaut in space or something like that.) We'd been waiting in the branches of this old sycamore near Amity Park Park for a while, hoping against hope that we might see a deer today.
"Yes, Mommy. It verwy pwetty," said the three-year-old girl. I was trying to help her become a vegetarian (ultra-recyclo had started to seem a little extreme) animal rights activist like me. I watched with her as the doe and fawn took a drink from the pond and grazed. We didn't leave until we were absolutely sure that the deer were out of earshot.
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Yeah. I know it's rather short, but I just couldn't resist! It was originally something I wrote for a Humanities assignment, but I tweaked it a bit (not much) and it became a fanfic. I love it when you can do things like that. I don't know why though... Maybe it's because I feel like I'm multi-tasking, doing two things at once- a homework assignment and a pleasure thingy... Yeah that's probably it. –starts mumbling incomprehendable (sp?) things to herself-
Midnight: -sigh- You're doing it again.
Secret: What? Oh, yeah... I think I'll just stop this now. My author's note's and disclaimer have become longer than the actual story. Huh... Now please review. And I'm SO not begging. I just want to feel loved, that's all. And I have (as of when I put this up) 239 hits on this story and only two reviews. I don't really feel loved. I should, but I feel like my stories just aren't worth it. –cries for a second- -puppy dog eyes- Please?