Tutoring (a Mae x Mr.Chazokov NITW fanfiction)
Tutoring (a Mae/Mr. Chazokov fic) by RigelKentaurus Aka: Wasileus --------------------------------------------- Another stagnant day in the decaying Possum Springs, Margaret Borowski, known by everyone as Mae, one of the town's delinquents...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #6
An hour after sunrise they had all gotten up, cleaned and changed, and the tent was packed away. "So, what are we taking with us?" Angus asked Germ as they gathered behind the car where Germ had laid out the various gear he'd brought along. "Like I...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #4
**Around the Campfire** Germ and Gregg disappeared behind the car while Bea, Angus and Mae stacked some of the wood into a pile a distance away from the car and tent. "Okay, now we need to light it. Bea?" "I've never lit a campfire before, but I'll...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #8
"Bea," Gregg said from behind her, his voice uncommonly soft. "We should go." Bea looked up at him, her eyes streaked with tears and saw that he too had been crying, reminding her that he had been very close to Casey as well. She stood and gave him a...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #5
"So, how about a game of Truth or Dare?" Mae suggested. "No way! Gregg will do any dare." Angus protested, but only half heartedly. It seemed the alcohol had even softened him up a little. "Mae, I don't..." "Oh come on Bea. Don't be a downer." "Oh,...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #9
It took some time to get all the way back to Angus. Everyone was quiet, and the broken skateboard that Bea carried on her back was a constant reminder of what they'd left behind. But when finally they squeezed through the tight space that had stopped...
Night in Your Arms
"I told you. The police have nothing better to do than drive around, my mom probably told her we were going out." "And once again, the adults ruin everything. Promise we'll never be that lame, and if I am then I expect you to throw me off the roof...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #7
**Into the Hole** What Germ had found was covered with rubble and large stones, but it led underneath the slab into darkness, and it led in the direction where the pit must be. It took all four of them to move the larger stones out of the way, and...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #3
**Back into the woods we go! Ho Ho Ho!** Nothing more was seen of the strange man the next day, and Bea had almost gotten over her worry about him. However, it was replaced with her worry about going back into the mine. After work they met Gregg and...
Desperation Clings
One year had passed since everything went a little bit odd, but Possum Springs hadn't changed much, all things considered. A few people had gone their separate ways, but the town itself was the same. Concrete heading up a hill with buildings hugging...
So Bea It
**So Bea It** _A Commission by Laz Briar_ One of those calm, chilly, yet somber days. Beatrice puffed at her no-nicotine cig as she strut down the cracked sidewalk of Possum Springs, an ode to the town's fading infrastructure and depleting cash...
Possum Cats
It was another rustic summer day, the sweltering heat was in full swing. Yet, two cats decided to begin some evening escapades as they walked down the steps of the historical subway system. A short female black tabby with ample amounts of curves...