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Gilbert was volunteering at the local retirement home for the night with his brother, Ludwig, who went around and visited the residents at least once a week. They had been there for at least 3 hours already, talking to different seniors. At the moment he was sat on a chair, listening to a 90-year-old man, Russell, ramble on about his time in the air force. He persisted to drawl on even though he was half-asleep. Glancing at the fellow speaking and his brother who seemed oddly interested in what he said, Gilbert excused himself to "get a drink of vhater". Walking down the extremely sterile corridor, he heard an odd noise coming from down the

Chapter one: The Mansion The road seemed to curve immensely, or maybe it was because you were just driving too fast. Well for one thing you were late for your job interview; well it was kind of an interview. It was more like meet the new boss! About two weeks ago you lost your job working as a sales manager, and were profoundly lucky to find another so quick with how the economy was going.   You were nervous before and as if to make it worse you were now late. A bead of sweat dripped down your face. You dash your hand up to swipe it away. There was no way your new boss could see you in a condition as such, or should you say master….

“(Naaaaame)!” Gilbert, your boyfriend for three years, whined for the millionth time. You just rolled your eyes and ignored him, your attention still on your laptop in front of you. Probably wants me to get something for him, you thought. Damn, she won’t pay attention to me, Gil thought. A mischievous smirk found its way to his face. Time to pump it up. “(Naaaaame)! (Naaaaaame)! (Naaaaame)!” Gilbert whined-sang loudly. Your brow twitched with annoyance but you continued to ignore him, still focused on the fanfic you were reading. “(Naame)!” You turned to him. “What?!” you snapped. He

This party was chaos. Not the good chaos where someone says this is a really bad idea, and you can just say that's why it's a good idea! This was risky, straight-up dangerous stuff happening here. You were afraid to open any doors to bedrooms or bathrooms because of what you might have found. Seeing awkward virgins taking a stab at third base isn't your cup of tea, thank you very much. Taking one sip of the "punch," you quickly realized it was spiked with at least three kinds of liquor and promptly dumped it out. Throwing open the fridge, you grabbed a Coke that looked untouched. You sat in a corner, sipping your soda and picking the polish

"HEY Mrs.(yourlastname) I came to see (y/n)" your friend Gilbert says walking into your house. "Well (y/n) just got back from the dentist and the anesthetics still haven't worn off yet so she might be a little weird" your mom says. "That's fine" He says. He walks into the living room to see you talking to yourself and being all weird. "Hey (y/n), your awesome friend came over to visit you" He says. "MR. UNICORN IS HERE WHERE?'' You say. "Damn how much did the dentist drug you" Gilbert says staring at you like your an idiot. "HEY MR. UNICORN CAN I TELL YOU A SECRET" You say (authors note: yeah I am weird for this XD ~facepalmsplz (https://www.deviantart.com/facepalmsplz)XD) "SUR

Pandora's Box. The box of disasters. The box of catastrophic events. The box of inevitable fates.  It was in your hands.  You opened the box without much tender thoughts.  The aura darkened around you. Everything seemed to have turned into a complete blackout.  Darkness was a terrifying thing. Darkness was completed without a single shard of light.  "There is nothing to be afraid of." A voice called out in the distance.  That's what they always say.  Bunch of false lies that you had believed all your life.  His hair was a silver-gray, reflecting light in the distant ray. He was close to approach

You smiled lightly, acknowledging that your boyfriend, Gilbert, was standing across from you in the train. His hand embracing the railing and texting at the same time. You took out your phone as you received a text almost instantaneously. "Fancy meeting you here, beautiful." The two of you exchanged smiles as you texted back. "Yes, the awesome Gilbert. I didn't know you took this train. Didn't you always take the R?" You shoved the phone back into your pocket as you heard him snap his fingers, noticing that he motioned for you to check the device again. "Train was dead halfway down Lineyard Street station ): -"  You stopped rea

The train tossed itself on the tracks as you rode it Downtown to work after spending another night with your boyfriend Uptown in his fancy house that he called "Gilbert and Gilbird's Nest". The train bounce itself up again as you sigh, thinking about sleep and nothing else. The train stopped as a loud explosion under the tunnels occurred, the event stopping the train immediately by its emergency brake. As if it was unreal, your head slammed against the window. Eyes blurring out, the last thing you felt was the blood dripping down your head. Your conscious fell short. You didn't know what was going to happen. "I'm sorry, Gil. I can't be h