Homestuck Bucket Novels & Stories

He hooked my arm in his and we walked back inside. Turning into the first door, I gasped. The entire room felt like home! The walls were covered in paintings and tapestries of wars where the beasts were fighting right beside the vampires and, sadly, vampires were fighting each other. The art was exquisite and I wasn’t surprised when Fynn explained that it all came from the castle. Apparently, it was thrown out centuries ago and the beasts somehow got their hands on it. As we moved through the room, I saw books that looked very old and Fynn explained that those books contained what he called “the true history of what happened”. I wasn’t so sure about that. I would have loved to just curl up a

I left Brandon checking his artic beast before its first true road test while I packed. Just in case, I decided I’d take my camping stuff too. When I opened that side of the closet, my eyes fell on the small crate Hugo had given me, still wrapped in the fine white cloth. Brett’s reports didn’t mention any trouble in Pennhurst, but for some reason, I was suddenly reluctant to leave the crate dusting up at home. Not like I could come get it in a hurry if I ever needed it. So I put it carefully in my camping backpack, between the tent and the sleeping bag to protect the crate’s contents.

Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m not done,” Patrick said as his breathing evened out. “Just resting, getting a second wind.” With her free hand, Clare reached out and touched the damaged bucket. The opening had folded in on itself to the point that it would never hold anything again. “I think you pretty much destroyed this. What are you going to do? Use mine?”

he asked, holding her mound as if to weigh it. "I..I...don't like wearing i..it at ho..home" she tried not to stutter while his hand played with his new toy. As she looked down to at herself, her poor breast looked like a rabbit caught in a beast's den. She felt pity for her own breasts, as he gently squeezed it, not pressing to an extent to hurt it. He rubbed her nipple with his thumb, playing with it like a pebble. He seemed to be in no hurry to let go anytime soon. "There are men in this mansion, I wouldn't like my wife to be seen like this now would I?"

’ ‘Then let’s get the thing open,’ Albert said. Lucas reversed the brooch and inserted it into the mechanism, lining up the holes with their corresponding studs. Once he felt them engage, he turned the brooch using the pin for purchase. At first there was resistance, time eager to retain its hold on the past. But with a squeal, the old lock relented and the lid popped open like an old fashioned Jack in the Box. And, cautiously, they all peered inside. *** The two lobsters waved their huge claws languidly in a bucket, their green bodies writhing beneath the water.

I counted three separate locks on the door. “Ladies first,” Bart said, indicating the bucket. I crawled off my straw and over to the bucket, looking in. I gagged. When Bart said that we got the leftovers from the prior day, he didn’t say that they scraped all of the plates into the bucket. There were bones and fat and half eaten pastries shoved into the bucket. I could see fish bones with the heads still attached, and an eyeball looking up at me. Some sort of greasy gravy covered everything, and it smelled putrid. I backed away quickly, but I was unable to stop the bile from coming up. I leaned over to the side and vomited on the floor.

Hew shrugged, “I'm glad I could help.” Hunter hung up and quickly began throwing out Rebecca's clothes, shoes, and a water bottle. He quickly began loading the two million dollars into the gym back. After that, he covered it with Rebecca's things. He was about to close it up but then saw the two glasses of unfinished wine on Rob Holland's desk.

she said. Strangely, her revenge wasn’t sweet. It felt tawdry and disappointing to see all that flesh on display. “Happy now?” Clara asked, not even bothering to cover herself with a strategically placed hand or arm. That was when Hermione threw the contents of the second bucket over her. This one was just as cold as the first, both having been drawn from a well. “What do you think, Daffyd?” “So many wrinkles – and those sagging breasts.” He shook his head in disgust.

The need to find Isabella now rising. The house soon coming into view only for each of us to pause. The house now shrouded in darkness even as the sun began to set just behind it. Our weapons soon drawn as we move to enter the house, our bodies pausing when seeing a note attached to the outside door. Lucus moving to read the note loud and clear for each of us to hear. Enter if you dare, the ultimate game awaits for you. XOXO ~ I Now glancing to one another slowly do each of us move to grin. Our eyes soon spotting a rather large bucket just sitting within our reach and what the bucket currently held within it.

I say, grabbing a few buckets and running out with the men behind me. I really hope that this is real, because if I just woke them up for nothing, I will be embarrassed. “Are you alright, Hazel?” Ethan asks, but Arnold shushes him and says that they should see where what I’m doing is going now. I get to the garden and start to dig up in the spot that the moon goddess did, mg anxiety rising, and next thing, I see the gold liquid, and my heart starts to beat quicker. I continue to dig with my fingers until I have more than enough to fill a cup, and I pour the entire contents of the cup into a bucket.