A/N: Hi guys. I decided to have 39 Drabbles for this, and then I'll be done with this fanfic. So 3 drabbles down, right? 36 to go.
Enjoy!
Over (Or you can call it 'Shallow', lol XD This is kind of set in context before everyone changed)
Her life was over.
Completely, totally over.
Or at least in tattered ruins.
Why did this have to happen to her? Why her? What had she ever done?
Natalie didn't understand anything.
How could Isabel confiscate all of her Gucci handbags?
For the Last Time (Loosely based on the letter from Grace in Book 10)
In the end… she had failed.
In her life, Grace had achieved so much, succeeded in so many things. She'd earned prestige and recognition all over the world.
And yet… her personal ultimate goal, the one she had tried so hard to uphold… wouldn't be fulfilled.
Weakly, Grace propped herself into a sitting position. She picked up the framed picture next to her.
It was a picture of Amy, Dan and Grace together. They were all laughing, enjoying themselves. Grace could remember that very day. She remembered all the days she spent with her dear grandchildren. They were precious memories, treasures that should never be lost- and would never be lost, even after she died.
She shut her eyes tight, keeping that image in her mind.
She wanted it to be the last thing she saw when she passed away.
Dad (Set after Book 10)
It wasn't easy being a guardian.
Fiske mildly wondered, as he watched the ninjas on the giant movie screen kick some bad guys' butt and saw how engrossed Dan was, how Nellie had managed to do it. She was only twenty-two, after all, yet she managed to keep Amy and Dan out of danger- sort of- around the world.
Fiske had enough trouble trying to stop Amy from strangling Dan- and the other way round. Not to mention having to go to the principal's office every single weekday, practically, to "explain Dan's behaviour", as the principal put it.
But all in all, it was fairly enjoyable.
He had fun coming to ninja movies like these with Dan, he supposed, and it was nice to help Amy look for a new book at the library. He even enjoyed trying to cook a dish once in a while for them (though of course he was extremely glad that Nellie had taken charge of cooking after he nearly blew up the kitchen).
William McIntyre had once asked him, when they had a meeting together to discuss the oncoming threat, whether he enjoyed his new life.
"Fairly," Fiske had answered, "though I can't really relax much. But I enjoy it while I can."
"Enjoy what?" William had raised his eyebrows. "Being a guardian of two kids who are in seemingly never-ending danger?"
"No," Fiske had replied. "Being a dad."
A/N: So another 3 down! Now we have 33 left to go. I think I'll upload 3 drabbles each chapter, unless I feel like doing more.
Review please! Thanks! And feel free to give your own ideas for drabbles.