"Your Swagger Makes Me Smile"
No, unfortunately for you guys, I AM alive. I'm so sorry…I feel so guilty for not updating to all you loyal fans but I have been swamped with school stuff, a funeral, a major stalker, trying to get some new works up and going, and a fair few crisis's along the way. I know, no excuses for lack of updates, but I'M AS GUILTY AS CAN BE!
I hope this hasn't turned you off YSMMS forever…I do love you guys!
Although, I have started a few other projects that are in desperate need of reader attention! If you could, I will be forever indebted to you guys for heading over to fiction press to read my new co-authored original work.
There are two new works, both co-authored. The first one is the most important, as I'm collaborating with two of my friends to write it. We think it's really good, so PLEASE go and read. It's the first 'book' in what we're calling "The Forever Series". Book one is called "Forever; The Fight Was Forged" under my account "My.Psuedonym.Was.Taken", my account
The other is an insane re-write of Harry Potter, where anything and I mean anything can happen. Co-Written by my friend Rhian on our other joint account. It's hilariously insane, and will definitely get you morally outraged. (Includes random celebrity cameos and messed up characters) It's called
"A Series of Annoying Inconveniences" under the account name "The Original Slyffindor"
Can I make you guys a deal? If I can get at least 3 new reviewers on "Forever; The Fight Was Forged" over on , I'll update a new chapter
Also, a bonus reward if you review "Forever; The Fight Was Forged" AND "A Series of Annoying Inconveniences" I will do 3 of the following rewards of your choice:
- Take a request for a one shot for ANYTHING you want, ANY pairing you want, and dedicate it to you
- Subscribe to you/review any story or works you have going
-Review every single chapter of any story you have.
-Dedicate the next chapter of 'Your Swagger Makes Me Smile' to you or your friend
- Dedicate the next chapter of "Forever; The Fight Was Forged" or "A Series of Annoying Inconveniences" to you or your friend
-Post links to your story/profile on all my account profiles, and every new chapter of "Your Swagger Makes Me Smile".
So…will you be up to the challenge? I hate blackmailing you into reading my other works to get a new chapter, but PLEASE check them out, it would mean the absolute world to me/other authors.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! …or no chapter for you. I only need 3 new reviewers!
Maddy
(P.S – As my treat…Tugger and Bombalurina FINALLY talk face-to-face about everything)
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Demeter woke, frazzled from her nightmare. She was seeing everything again; unwanted remembrance burned in her mind forever. Shaking, she flinched until she realised it was Munkustrap's nose burying into the spot just under where her ear connected to her head, nuzzling in comfort. Demeter sighed, suddenly calm and facing Munkustrap's soft smile in the dark. She giggled slightly, reaching her tongue out to lick his nose lightly.
He was here, and she was here, and they were fine. She felt a twinge of guilt as Munkustrap wrapped a paw around her waist, pulling her closer and quickly slipping into sleep once more.
I have Munkustrap, but when will Bombs ever find a mate? She may not have nightmares…but her pain hurts just as much.
Demeter snuggled closer to Munkustrap's chest, which was steadily rising and falling with deep, peaceful breaths. Her nightmares were less frequent, and she supposed she was beginning to move on from that awful night. She let her thoughts drift back to Bomba, who probably had it worse. Her sister had gotten over her own nightmares long ago, but if that particular ball was ever mentioned she could see the guilt spread across her face. Bombs would never get over the guilty feeling that she'd danced the invitation for the most horrific ball, almost as if asking for it to happen. Demeter knew her sister wasn't mature or rational, but surely she had enough sense to stop blaming herself. Munkustrap suddenly jerked in his sleep, letting out a sneeze that splattered on Demeter's shoulder, mucus covering her fur, and making his mate cringe in disgust. She glanced around the cave-like interior of her home, which was looking slightly unclean. It looked like it needed a dust…
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Bombalurina padded out of her own den. She needed to think some more. She dearly loved Mungojerrie, but she couldn't help but feel Tugger whispering in her ear, reminding her of what they could've had together. Whenever she looked into Mungojerrie's calico face, it was the thought of Tugger's golden-brown that sent tingles down every bone of her tail. Tugger's shadow followed her everywhere she went, and she couldn't rid herself of the feeling that they were meant to be…
Meant to be as mates maybe?
She snorted at herself for thinking they would ever be together. She should give up all these child like fantasies of her. They didn't solve anything. They only threw her further down a path that would lead her to spinster-hood. Shuddering slightly at the cool air of the night, Bombalurina leapt up onto an old grand piano, seeking to reach her thinking spot. She used an abandoned fire escape, grappled her way across several balconies and stairwells, and finally jumped onto the roof across from the butcher's shop. Bombalurina walked over to the roof ledge, sitting down and letting her long legs swing over the four-storey drop. Bombs suddenly froze as she felt a tail that was definitely not her own, trace a circle on her back.
"You aren't supposed to be out of the junkyard this late you know…" That smooth, honey voice seemed to warm the crisp air around them.
"Neither are you Tugger." She replied, if somewhat harshly. He knew all the buttons to push with her, like the "follow orders" one. Her stomach flipped as she felt his tail run up and down her spine, Tugger sitting down dangerously close to her.
"Well, you should know by now The Rum Tum Tugger doesn't care about what his stuck up brother tells him to do…" Tugger grinned, making Bombs turn away for fear of having cartoon hearts instead of eyes. She loved his smile. She loved the way he knew how to make her feel good, but she most certainly did NOT love Tugger.
"Do you always talk in third person?" Bombalurina snapped her retort. She would be doomed if she let on a fraction of the emotion her body screamed to release in some form of intimate encounter with the Main Coon. Tugger however, wasn't fazed, leaning closer to her, his mane tickling her neck.
"Does it turn you on?" He whispered almost into her cheek, Bombalurina fighting the urge to do something she knew she'd regret.
"No. But you might try the kittens, I'm sure it makes them swoon." She struggled to keep a level head. How did this happen. The other day, he wouldn't give her the time of day…and now? What the hell had gotten into him!
"Well, would it make you jealous?" Tugger smirked, whisker brushing against Bombalurina's, making her pull away almost painfully. This was going well for him. He flickered his sparkling eyes to her muzzle and back, wishing for just a small taste. Bombalurina suddenly sobered up.
"Jealous of kittens being lured by a paedophile? Don't think so." She laughed, trying to disguise her anxiousness. Tugger's eyes sprung wide open. This was not where he had planned to go with this.
"I'm not a paedophile!" Tugger had lost his hold over her, silently cursing the direction she'd taken this in.
"Yeah and I'm the offspring of the Rumpus Cat and a pollicle" Bombs rolled her eyes, averting her gaze from Tugger. He was too cute when he was caught off guard. She went to sit up, but was abruptly pulled back by the paw. Tugger's paw in her own seemed to give her an electric shock, the feeling of his paw that seemed to perfectly mould to her own was too much.
"Tugger don't…" Bombs turned to him vehemently, hating herself more then the sensation of completion coursing through their conjoined paws.
"Don't what?" Tugger decided to play the dumb card. His heart seemed to impale itself on the rejection her could envision spewing from her perfect mouth. Tugger feared he would have to launch himself off the building as his worst nightmare was becoming true.
"Don't…do that…" Bombalurina stuttered, removing her delicate paw from his slowly, "I can't do that to Mungojerrie, Tugger…"
"Do what?" Tugger continued playing the dumb and clueless card, his eyes narrowing violently; an image of Mongrel-Jerrie crushed under Bustopher Jones becoming more inviting by the second.
"Tugger I…" Bombalurina's heart beat against her rib cage. She had to say it. She couldn't shy away from the truth any longer. He had to know, "Tugger I…I…" Tears filled her green orbs, Tugger watching helplessly as she began to break down.
"Bomba are you alrig-"
"-Tugger you idiot. I love you." She blurted out, sniffling and backing away from an awed Tugger, "I love you and I can't!" She screamed confusedly, running as fast as she could away from the rooftop and sprinting for the junkyard. Memories flashed in her mind, all of Tugger. His laugh, his smile, him as a kitten and him just moments before.
She told him, but she couldn't decide if she felt lighter from telling Tugger the truth, or heavier, as Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer appeared from a yard through a broken fence post, hauling a bag of loot behind them.
Bombalurina felt her world collapse into pieces as the calico's dropped their stolen treasures. Mungojerrie felt something was wrong, his heart dropping to his stomach in worry.
"Bombi? What's wrong?" Mungojerrie grabbed her, pulling her into a hug as she cried into his soft, fluffy chest. His voice was filled with evident emotions, begging her to tell him why she was crying. Rumpleteazer watched on in confusion as her brother slumped to the ground, an inconsolable Bombalurina in his grasp. She saw tears begin to well in his eyes, his soft hearted nature dominating.
"Bombs…Shhh…Shhhh…" He pleaded, voice cracking in raw emotion, "Tell me what's wrong…Tell me what's wrong, I want to fix it. Let me fix it Bombs…" He pleaded with the red queen, the red queen herself merely sobbing and wishing she knew how.
"Let me fix it Bombs, let me fix everything…" Mungojerrie whispered, holding her close.
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Was it worth the wait? Did you guys like it? It was a bit rushed, but I still haven't gotten back into the swing of things yet. Next chapter will hopefully be one of the most dramatic ones yet. How will the junkyard take it? What about Tugger? Will Mungojerrie get a broken heart…or will Tugger break his legs when his is broken? Will Demeter ever get to see her sister happy? Forever; The Fight Was Forged
TO FIND OUT: I need at least 3 people to review "Forever; The Fight Was Forged" or I won't post the next chapter till I do.
"A group of teenagers return from school camp to find themselves in the middle of a supernatural war. Question is, who can you trust to help you survive?"
This story is an ORIGINAL work. Co-Authored by two friends of mine, so please, check it out. It's way better then the synopsis says it is! I assure you! If you read up to the latest chapter you'll find that we're really getting into the story now. Please search My.Psuedonym.Was.Taken at and read to get an update.
www(dot)fictionpress(dot)net/mypsuedonymwastaken
If you're interested in my other work currently on fanfic, my friend an I have re-done Harry Potter in "A Series of Annoying Inconveniences "under the account The Original Slyffindor in the Harry Potter section. Yes, we have self inserted, but it is funny. (At least WE think so haha) also, I've posted a one shot that I wrote a few years ago. It's called "While Neville Slept", It was my first time at a one shot. Warning: Includes my first, very bad attempt at Slash, with one-sided Colin/Harry.
I myself don't read Harry Potter for certain reasons, but I'm content making a fun parody-type-rewrite with my obsessed friend.
www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/u/1648215/TheOriginalSlyffindor
REMEMBER: 3 reviewers for Forever gets you prizes AND your next update.
Love you guys!