The Prince of MisfortuneBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.comThe Prince of Misfortune by Chicky-the-Dragon
The Prince of Misfortune
'No! Nooo!' yells the Prince in anguish, tearing his drawer apart. 'Where is it? Where is it?!'
A servant called Jeremy, having heard the commotion, bursts into the Prince's bedroom. 'I hear trouble! What is the problem, your highness?'
'I can't find it anywhere, Jeremy! My watch is gone!'
'You can always replace it.' Jeremy says typically.
'No I can't. That watch is lucky! And without my lucky watch I won't succeed in the Palace Jousting Competition!' the Prince whines unhappily. 'Call in my sister. I want to talk to her.'
The servant, Jeremy, shouts down the corridor outside of the Prince's bedroom. 'Princess Raquel! Your brother wants to have a word.'
The Princess, in her long, flowing dress, reluctantly rushes to her brother's aid. 'What is it, dear brother?'
'Raquel, what happened to my lucky watch?'
'I don't know!' she says defensively. 'Where did you have it last?'
'In my bedside drawer, sis. I am going to die i
The Christmas CureBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.comThe Christmas Cure by Chicky-the-Dragon
The Christmas Cure
Fifty golden baubles hung loosely on the synthetic green Christmas tree in the corner of the living room.
A log fire roared, heating up the cosily small room and season's greetings cards were placed neatly on the mantelpiece above the fireplace.
A young lady (thin frame, golden hair and wearing an elegant black dress) leant across the soft red and green rug to plant a passionate kiss on her boyfriend's lips. "I love you, Derek. Please don't leave me "
Derek, a lean, dark-haired man wearing a black tuxedo, leant forward into the kiss and caressed his girlfriend's arm. After an uninterrupted moment, he broke the liplock and said, "Nadia, what makes you think I would ever -?"
Nadia sighed and stood up to cross the room and looked out of the iced-up window. She fidgeted with her fingers nervously and turned around to face her boyfriend with a sheepish expression. "I have the feeling that you have not been entirely tr
075. ColiseumBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com075. Coliseum by Chicky-the-Dragon
Superman vs. Beast Boy
The red-blue blur flew straight at the beast with his arms outstretched in front of him, fists clenched and ready to punch. The lion snarled and dodged out of the way in the nick of time, recovered and charged at Superman with its teeth barred.
They danced around each other in a fight to the death.
Until the training sequence was over and Beast Boy transformed into his human form.
074. SandcastlesBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com074. Sandcastles by Chicky-the-Dragon
'YESSS! IT'S ARRIVED!' Cyborg exclaims as a parcel arrives in the post. Robin raises an eyebrow in question. 'What is it, Cy?'
'MY ULTIMATE SANDCASTLE-MAKING KIT!' he cries in excitement as he tears into the box. The other Teen Titans watch in bemusement and curiosity as the half-robot holds up...
'It's a bucket and spade,' Raven states bluntly, returning her gaze to the dark fantasy novel she was in the middle of reading before the interruption. Beast Boy and Robin burst into laughter at Cyborg's expression of disbelief.
'DANG IT! I'VE BEEN HAD!'
'You were conned,' Robin comments unhelpfully.
'No duh. I want mah money back.'
073. CloudsBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com073. Clouds by Chicky-the-Dragon
The orange-haired Tamaranian loved soaring above Jump City, high enough to play in the clouds. At first, Starfire was under the impression that clouds were fluffy and as soft as freshly dried towels, or had the consistency of cotton wool as so many human children had described. She was mildly disappointed when she discovered that they were minuscule water droplets, but that did not disappoint her because clouds were delightful gifts from nature. However, Starfire did not like it when clouds turned grey and growled at her. What did she ever do to deserve being yelled at by a cloud? Robin had tried to reassure her that no one – or no THING – was angry with her and that clouds, like humans, had to let out bursts of energy every once in a while. Starfire once tried talking to a cloud once it was sparking with rage, but her friends had warned her to stay away from an angry cloud in case she got hurt... She only want
072. DinosaursBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com072. Dinosaurs by Chicky-the-Dragon
There are many things the green changeling can change into, but the various forms of dinosaur have to be among his favourites. He would argue that in most cases his intended forms are naturally correct for his unnaturally green complexion. In his opinion, at least, such as the T-Rex and the Pterodactyl. Although the teenager, with the mentality of a ten-year-old, preferred the T-Rex body because it made him feel like one of those awesome reptiles from 'Jurassic Park'. The downside was that those tiny arms were pretty much useless. God or evolution (whichever you happen to believe in) must have been laughing their butts off at that little joke! But Beast Boy still thought the T-Rex was cool, just not very co-ordinated or efficient.
071. ApocalypseBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com071. Apocalypse by Chicky-the-Dragon
He liked their screams, their pain and the destruction he could bring with his very eyes. The world his daughter so loved would crumble beneath his fists, bringing those Teen Titans down first and then the whole world with them.
070. JoyBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com070. Joy by Chicky-the-Dragon
Starfire and Raven
Joy was a three-letter word that Starfire could fully embrace, but Raven could not. Starfire would greet Joy with open arms and oatmeal cookies, whereas Raven wouldn't touch Joy with a ten foot pole. Joy meant Happiness, something which Starfire emanated with such a radiance that it bowled others over. Joy meant Happiness, something that was daunting to Raven whom hid in the shadows. Joy was for Starfire, not for Raven. At best, Raven would greet you with a smirk.
069. MetalBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com069. Metal by Chicky-the-Dragon
'Fixing the T-Car, fixing the T-Car, fixing the T-Car...' Cyborg sang happily to himself before a certain changeling appeared behind him.
'Yo, Cy! Whatcha doin', buddy?'
'Making coffee! Want some?'
068. BabyBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com068. Baby by Chicky-the-Dragon
Baby Cyborg wailed and wailed but no one could hear him cry, trapped in a small cage in some remote location that he couldn't remember arriving at. And he was pretty certain that he wasn't always this young. Quite certain.
So what the heck was going on?!
Stage lights sprang to life and baby Cyborg was the star.
Ah, so it was Mumbo's fault. That explained things perfectly. Not that he was happy with this knowledge, and he was craving milk. Great.
067. WrappingBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com067. Wrapping by Chicky-the-Dragon
In short, the red-haired Tamaranian was a mess. There was wrapping paper, sticky tape and string strewn everywhere in the Titans Tower living room with a ton of glitter and bows to boot. She had not quite grasped the concept of how gifts were meant to be wrapped, but Starfire felt that she was getting somewhere! But by the end of her efforts, there was more sticky tape and paper stuck to her own body rather than on the actual presents. Darn, she was hoping to master “the art of wrapping paper” before Christmas. This could take a while, and she needed a bath.
066. TormentBy chicky-the-dragon.deviantart.com066. Torment by Chicky-the-Dragon
No one understands me. I am just a freak of nature. A tool to be used and one that has been exploited. I am a puppet, a loser, but I gain from others' losses. I lose something every time I succeed. A slave to Slade, a betrayer of my own kind, and a master of heartbreak. It's time to start over. I must wipe the slate clean and renew my identity.