Animaniacs Nerd Novels & Stories

I actually started liking him. “As I was saying,” I cleared my throat, feeling it go hoarse from all the talking and I’m not even close to halfway. They have got to stop interrupting me. “Not all nerds are pushover. I wanted to be a living proof of that and also to be a living proof that a girl can indeed ‘kick ass’.” I emphasized with a quotation motion with my fingers. “And..?” Zac trailed off, prodding for more. I looked at him, puzzled. “And what?” I asked him quizzically.

She’s as honest as she is sweet and generous, and it made the nickname stick with Ryan as well as me. The fact that she hasn’t been opposed to it, says enough in itself. What other front page beauty like her would ever accept being called a middle-aged man? My brain is short wiring. The channels and gears flipping and flopping all over the surface as well as beneath it. Days like these. Moments like these. I feel very much like the experimental bat from Ferngully. Obsessed as Nicky and I were with Scooby-Doo, we still had a mountain of other old VHS tapes. Most of them animated. The only time I know he’s guaranteed not to meddle is when we are having a movie marathon over the phone.

His thin body made him look like he was carrying a baseball bat. As if he doesn’t know they’re letting the nerd’s play just to make fun of them. Because if he plays, the piñata will be broken in less than ten seconds. He hissed. The nerd hit his knee instead of the piñata above him. “Gosh, it seems like you didn’t want to hit the piñata when we were kids. You’re still very good at hitting. Oh right your pounding something else now.” He glared at him.

“No, no, no! This isn’t right! This can’t be_” The growling grew louder, cutting him off and just when he raised his head up to gaze at the direction, he sighted two creatures, distorted bodies with very thin arms and legs, and eyes that glowed with a cold, white light. Their skin was greasy and translucent. They moved on all fours with twisted limbs. Their faces were blank, except for their wide, toothy smiles and clicking teeth as they snapped their jaws shut. Sage stumbled back, his breath caught again as his eyes darted between them. “Stay back!” he commanded sharply as if he was trying to convince himself that they were humans. “I’m warning you.”

he muttered and I raised a brow "My brother in law likes showing people around and I'm pretty sure AJ wouldn't leave Ajax" I told Dillon who shrugged "Then he should leave him behind it's not like he's anything special. He's not a normal person like us. He got a deformity" Dillon replied and I clenched my jaw

"No, its not. That was Anak-har. The Zannicus I know is the kind one. The one who helps and cares for the people he loves. The one who loves to cook, do pranks with his friends, play with the pups and defend his pack. The one who would kill if anyone ever dared to steal his chocolate. Or burn his precious bacon." 𝗛𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗜 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿.

I stood in front of the door and crossed my arms. "Why won't you stop?" I ask seriously. "A-Althea," Leslie said my name. The boys turned behind them thinking that maybe they were not the ones I was talking to. "Don't bully my friend," I said as my finger played with the end of my hair. "Friend? This?" They asked laughingly so I grinned. "Why can't two nerds be friends?" They laughed suddenly, was it because of what I said? "So? What do you care if we bully her? Is there anything you can do about it?"

Surprise dripping off my voice. He takes a step closer and the six feet two-inch man leans closer to say "I've go other names apart from Keenan you know Just for my charms alone, but you can call me Keen." "Okay, creepy stranger, I'll be leaving now.." I try to walk away, but he holds my hand. "Don't leave just yet." "Why not? You've proven in the little time I've spent with you that on a scale of 1 to 10, you're 11 on weirdozology"

Armand finally went specific. Unfortunately, Ley only shrugged, not with the least intention to tell the other that he and Hana were Anitos. He knew even if he said the term, the other would definitely fail to recognize it, or if by any chance, he knew a thing or two, it would be about the popular definition which was the manifestations of some ancient wooden carvings. "We can't tell you now. But maybe in the future." Ley said. The old man drew in a frigid breath and moved his hand to reach for the remote control, intending to remove then shut down the monitoring until the whole thing was over.

Sana said, rolling her eyes at the retro scene before offering a candy to Gracie who was busy staring at the reactions of the fangirls and the chocolatey view in front of her. "What flavor?" Gracie asked, taking the candy in her hand that had no label on it. "Try it and you will know." Sana winked playfully. "Hey, isn't that Jason?" She asked, squinting her eyes as she looked behind Gracie's figure. Gracie turned her head immediately just to be met with a very familiar silver head that was focused on finding a place to sit. Before Gracie could ask how Sana knows him, the bleached haired yelled out his name to grab his attention.