.:Nickel vs. Suitcase:. BalloonsBaseball: What happens to a balloon when it's released by a child at a theme park?Nickel: It flies in the air, and pops. The end.Suitcase: It flies in the air until it reaches space! Then, it meets with a balloon brother and they travel to a rainbow comet made of balloons!! That's where millions of balloons have traveled and grouped up over millions of years!! It's a biiigggg happy face, and it orbits around the Earth!! So, actually, it's a moon! A moon made of balloons!! A balloon Moon! A Moon Balloon!!
.:Inanimate Insanity:. Fem!BaseballxNickel How Nickel managed to score a date and get his first kiss with the captain of the softball team, he'd never know. It could've gone completely different. He could've been completely suave in the hallways, sweeping her off her feet with well-executed pick up lines and dizzying charm. He could've blown her away with a true gesture of romance, flowers in the locker, romantic notes in her backpack, the perfect plan. He definitely never considered getting pegged with a softball being how it all started./// "Hey! Watch out!!" Nickel looked up from his English homework, only to see a blur of white before he was knocked off the bleacher. Pencils and papers flew in the air, as he collapsed into the grass. A sickening crunch resounded into the ear, as the boy's glasses were smashed to bits. A breeze picked up and carried the essays away, and Nickel sat up, horrified. He grasped at the air, straining to reach an airborne
MicXKnife FanFic 'Do I have to spell it out?'MIC'S POVI sat on the edge of the cliff that rose above the large ocean that surrounded this place. I thought being on this show would be fun, a new chapter in my life. But really, it's torture. The first challenge was to push each other off an iceberg! I mean seriously! Does MePhone have a lose circuit inside there or what?! But.... I think that challenge changed my life forever. Why exactly? Well... Well I met who I believe the love of my life is... Knife.Now I know what you may be thinking 'You think you LOVE that jerk?!', and the answer is yes, I do. He isn't that bad I mean... okay, so he is pretty jerky, but I still think there is that soft spot inside him where he's caring and loving, and where the million means nothing to him. But who am I kidding? I'll never be able to break through to that beautiful side of him."What are you doing out here?" I heard a familiar voice ask. I glanced over my shoulder and I saw when I brushed away my dark black hair that it was Knife. I was al