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Timey whimey wibbely wobbly stuff, That is what he said to draw out a smile. He is a man with two hearts, both old and gruff, And though he’s alone, he never stays a long while. He travels with his companion in a blue box, One that is big and blue and old and new He sonic screwdriver can open and locks He is never seen without his blue police call box. His lonely heart can only be fixed by the one big bad wolf. She traveled for and wide, but it was not to be, But he searched and searcher for his blond wolf. When he found her they ran, hoping for their love to be free. Rose and the lonely Doctor, together again, Traveled thro

 "Move and I put a bullet in your head." Jonas gulped and raised his hands in defense. These people were good. That he could tell just by the fact that they just knocked out two of officers without a sweat. Whoever these people were, they were not to be messed with. Either way, he had an act to keep up. Sure, his head hurt like hell but that can't stop him from keeping up the act. Taking a deep breath, he said confidently, "I didn't steal anything." "I know." "Then why are you holding a gun to my head?" There was a laugh, and then the mysterious girl replied, "This is the back streets, boy. You don't just trust anyone you run into. Now w

All throughout Kid's life, he has always been known as 'Lord Death's son,' and not as 'Death the Kid'. Never. So, when found the Thompson sisters, he expected the same treatment from them as he always got from other. Act like he was some king visiting their home or some rich boy with all the money in the world and no personality. Never in his life did he expect to fall in love with one. Elizabeth Thompson. The very name sent his heart jumping. He always knew there was some sort of feeling there for her, but he could never put a name to it. Everyday he would act like his normal, silly, OCD self, but every minute he was wondering what that f

Edward leaned back in his seat on the train, watching as the land rolled on by. Armstrong was snoozing rather loudly next to him, keeping the poor boy awake, but that wasn't the only reason he was up. He had quite a lot of things on his mind at the moment. The silver metal of his watch gleamed in the moonlight, giving it a sort of glow. Someone shouldn't be given  an object that brought such a burden. The dragon, frozen in its fearful pose, stared up at Edward. It's eye seemingly glaring at him while he rubbed his gloved thumb over the surface. The watch itself was just a normal pocket watch. But its meaning was so much more. A dog of the