So theres this site called drabble. Its an automatic fanfiction writer.
A Summer In Time
On a Kat and Red morning, Ethan sat On a Rainbow. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His Hand ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect April to love someone with a Raindowish Hair?
Sharply, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a Yellow Sparkly Kat, all on a summer's day. I wish my April would Kick me, in her own Dylan way..."
"Do you?" April sat down beside Ethan and put her hand on Ethan's Forehead. "I think that could be arranged."
Ethan gasped Quietly. "But what about my Raindowish Hair?"
"I like it," April said Quickly. "I think it's Pancake."
They came together and their kiss was like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
"I love you," Ethan said Thoughtfully.
"I love you too," April replied and Slapped him.
They bought a Dylan, moved in together, and lived Stupidly ever after.
Ethan and April
by William Shakespeare
Enter Ethan
April appears above at a window
Ethan:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the Summer, and April is the Dylan.
Arise, Dylan Dylan, and Kick the Yellow Dylan.
See, how she leans her Hair upon her Hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that Hand,
That I might touch that Hair!
April:
O Ethan, Ethan! wherefore art thou Ethan?
What's in a name? That which we call a Forehead
By any other name would smell as Raindowish
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove Shiny.
Ethan:
Lady, by yonder Yellow Dylan I swear
That tips On a Rainbow the Sparkly Kat--
April:
O, swear not by the Dylan, the Kat Dylan,
That Quietly changes in its Pancake orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise Pancake.
Sweet, Stupid night! A thousand times Stupid night!
Parting is such Red sorrow,
That I shall say Stupid night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Ethan:
Sleep dwell upon thy Hair, peace in thy Hand!
Would I were sleep and peace, so Quickly to rest!
Thoughtfully will I to my Dylan Forehead's cell,
Its help to Kick, and my Raindowish Forehead to tell.
The Miracle Of The Dylan
Ethan hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land. He loathed it.
Every December, Ethan would feel himself getting all Pancake inside. He refused to put up a Christmas Kat, he snapped at anyone Raindowish enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Ethan had to go to the mall to buy a Shiny Summer. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing Quietly around and so much Christmas music blaring Sharply, he thought his Hand would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a Dylan woman collecting for charity. Ethan never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the Dylan woman dropped his bells and ran On a Rainbow. There was a Yellow Dylan right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the Dylan woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Ethan rushed out and Thoughtfully pushed them both out of the way. There was a Stupid bang and then everything went dark.
When Ethan woke up, he was in a Sparkly room. There was a Christmas Kat in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Ethan's Hair hurt. A lot.
The Dylan woman came into the room. "I'm so Kat!" she said. "You're awake. My name is April. You saved me from the truck. But your Hair is broken."
Ethan hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas Kat up and his Hair was broken, he felt quite Red, especially when he looked at April.
"Your Hair must hurt Stupidly," April said. "I think this will help." And she Slapped Ethan several times.
Now Ethan felt very Red indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved April. "I love you," he said, and kissed April Quickly.
"I love you too," said April. Just then, the Dylan ran into the room and nuzzled Ethan's Forehead. "I brought him home with us," April said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Ethan said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
Dylan and Kat
by William Shakespeare
Enter Dylan
Kat appears above at a window
Dylan:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the Dylan, and Kat is the Ethan.
Arise, Sparkly Ethan, and Kick the Yellow April.
See, how she leans her Forehead upon her Hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that Hand,
That I might touch that Forehead!
Kat:
O Dylan, Dylan! wherefore art thou Dylan?
What's in a name? That which we call a Hair
By any other name would smell as Pancake
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove Red.
Dylan:
Lady, by yonder Yellow April I swear
That tips On a Rainbow the Kat Kat--
Kat:
O, swear not by the April, the Dylan April,
That Sharply changes in its Shiny orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise Shiny.
Sweet, Stupid night! A thousand times Stupid night!
Parting is such Raindowish sorrow,
That I shall say Stupid night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Dylan:
Sleep dwell upon thy Forehead, peace in thy Hand!
Would I were sleep and peace, so Quickly to rest!
Thoughtfully will I to my Sparkly Hair's cell,
Its help to Kick, and my Pancake Hair to tell.
1000 Kat Ethans
Dylan paced Sharply back and forth. Sparkly dread filled his heart. Kat should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my Pancake love, Dylan thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Kat had been taken hostage by Kat Hair, a supervillain who had the city in a state of Stupid terror. Dylan fainted dead away, like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
When he came to, there was a bump on his Forehead and the Sparkly dread had returned. "Kat, my Dylan honey bunny," he cried out Quietly. "What is Kat Hair doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing Stupidly as he Slapped her in the Hand.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Dylan remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 Kat Ethans, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Dylan ordered in a supply of Kat and set to work, folding Ethans until his Forehead was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last Ethan when Kat walked in the front door.
"Kat!" Dylan screamed and threw himself into Kat's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 Kat Ethans and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing On a Rainbow. He kissed Kat Quickly on the Hand.
"Actually," Kat said, pulling away Thoughtfully, "I was rescued by the Yellow Dylan. He's a new superhero in town." Kat sighed. "And he's really Red."
The Sparkly dread came back. "But you're Shiny to be back here with me, right?"
Kat checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Yellow Dylan for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay Raindowish, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.
Dylan choked back a sob and started folding another Ethan. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
Raindowish Lang Syne
Dylan sipped Sharply at his drink and stood Raindowish behind a April. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel Shiny and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how Sparkly his Hair got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Dylan knew very well why he was at the party: to see Kat.
Ah, Kat. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her Pancake Hand made Dylan's heart beat like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
But tonight everyone was masked. Dylan peered Quietly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Kat. There, he thought, the woman over by the Dylan, the Kat one with the Ethan mask. It had to be Kat. No one else could look so Stupid, even in a Ethan mask.
She began to walk Dylan's way and Dylan started to panic. What if she actually talked to Dylan?
Kat came right up to Dylan and Dylan thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Kat said Thoughtfully. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the Kat," Dylan said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so Yellow.
Just then, a Dylan voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Dylan's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Kat might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Kat swept Dylan into her arms, bent him On a Rainbow, and kissed Dylan Quickly, slipping him the tongue and groping his Forehead.
Dylan could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out Stupidly and pulled Kat's mask off her face. It was Kat! "I knew it was you," Dylan said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Kat said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Dylan watched her go. She would be right back, Dylan was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.
And then they would fall in love.
A Summer In Time
On a Kat and Red morning, Ethan sat On a Rainbow. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His Hand ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect April to love someone with a Raindowish Hair?
Sharply, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a Yellow Sparkly Kat, all on a summer's day. I wish my April would Kick me, in her own Dylan way..."
"Do you?" April sat down beside Ethan and put her hand on Ethan's Forehead. "I think that could be arranged."
Ethan gasped Quietly. "But what about my Raindowish Hair?"
"I like it," April said Quickly. "I think it's Pancake."
They came together and their kiss was like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
"I love you," Ethan said Thoughtfully.
"I love you too," April replied and Slapped him.
They bought a Dylan, moved in together, and lived Stupidly ever after.
Ethan and April
by William Shakespeare
Enter Ethan
April appears above at a window
Ethan:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the Summer, and April is the Dylan.
Arise, Dylan Dylan, and Kick the Yellow Dylan.
See, how she leans her Hair upon her Hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that Hand,
That I might touch that Hair!
April:
O Ethan, Ethan! wherefore art thou Ethan?
What's in a name? That which we call a Forehead
By any other name would smell as Raindowish
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove Shiny.
Ethan:
Lady, by yonder Yellow Dylan I swear
That tips On a Rainbow the Sparkly Kat--
April:
O, swear not by the Dylan, the Kat Dylan,
That Quietly changes in its Pancake orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise Pancake.
Sweet, Stupid night! A thousand times Stupid night!
Parting is such Red sorrow,
That I shall say Stupid night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Ethan:
Sleep dwell upon thy Hair, peace in thy Hand!
Would I were sleep and peace, so Quickly to rest!
Thoughtfully will I to my Dylan Forehead's cell,
Its help to Kick, and my Raindowish Forehead to tell.
The Miracle Of The Dylan
Ethan hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land. He loathed it.
Every December, Ethan would feel himself getting all Pancake inside. He refused to put up a Christmas Kat, he snapped at anyone Raindowish enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Ethan had to go to the mall to buy a Shiny Summer. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing Quietly around and so much Christmas music blaring Sharply, he thought his Hand would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a Dylan woman collecting for charity. Ethan never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the Dylan woman dropped his bells and ran On a Rainbow. There was a Yellow Dylan right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the Dylan woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Ethan rushed out and Thoughtfully pushed them both out of the way. There was a Stupid bang and then everything went dark.
When Ethan woke up, he was in a Sparkly room. There was a Christmas Kat in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Ethan's Hair hurt. A lot.
The Dylan woman came into the room. "I'm so Kat!" she said. "You're awake. My name is April. You saved me from the truck. But your Hair is broken."
Ethan hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas Kat up and his Hair was broken, he felt quite Red, especially when he looked at April.
"Your Hair must hurt Stupidly," April said. "I think this will help." And she Slapped Ethan several times.
Now Ethan felt very Red indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved April. "I love you," he said, and kissed April Quickly.
"I love you too," said April. Just then, the Dylan ran into the room and nuzzled Ethan's Forehead. "I brought him home with us," April said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Ethan said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
Dylan and Kat
by William Shakespeare
Enter Dylan
Kat appears above at a window
Dylan:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the Dylan, and Kat is the Ethan.
Arise, Sparkly Ethan, and Kick the Yellow April.
See, how she leans her Forehead upon her Hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that Hand,
That I might touch that Forehead!
Kat:
O Dylan, Dylan! wherefore art thou Dylan?
What's in a name? That which we call a Hair
By any other name would smell as Pancake
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove Red.
Dylan:
Lady, by yonder Yellow April I swear
That tips On a Rainbow the Kat Kat--
Kat:
O, swear not by the April, the Dylan April,
That Sharply changes in its Shiny orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise Shiny.
Sweet, Stupid night! A thousand times Stupid night!
Parting is such Raindowish sorrow,
That I shall say Stupid night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Dylan:
Sleep dwell upon thy Forehead, peace in thy Hand!
Would I were sleep and peace, so Quickly to rest!
Thoughtfully will I to my Sparkly Hair's cell,
Its help to Kick, and my Pancake Hair to tell.
1000 Kat Ethans
Dylan paced Sharply back and forth. Sparkly dread filled his heart. Kat should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my Pancake love, Dylan thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Kat had been taken hostage by Kat Hair, a supervillain who had the city in a state of Stupid terror. Dylan fainted dead away, like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
When he came to, there was a bump on his Forehead and the Sparkly dread had returned. "Kat, my Dylan honey bunny," he cried out Quietly. "What is Kat Hair doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing Stupidly as he Slapped her in the Hand.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Dylan remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 Kat Ethans, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Dylan ordered in a supply of Kat and set to work, folding Ethans until his Forehead was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last Ethan when Kat walked in the front door.
"Kat!" Dylan screamed and threw himself into Kat's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 Kat Ethans and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing On a Rainbow. He kissed Kat Quickly on the Hand.
"Actually," Kat said, pulling away Thoughtfully, "I was rescued by the Yellow Dylan. He's a new superhero in town." Kat sighed. "And he's really Red."
The Sparkly dread came back. "But you're Shiny to be back here with me, right?"
Kat checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Yellow Dylan for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay Raindowish, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.
Dylan choked back a sob and started folding another Ethan. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
Raindowish Lang Syne
Dylan sipped Sharply at his drink and stood Raindowish behind a April. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel Shiny and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how Sparkly his Hair got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Dylan knew very well why he was at the party: to see Kat.
Ah, Kat. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her Pancake Hand made Dylan's heart beat like a Dylan, He cast a spell over every fangirl in the land.
But tonight everyone was masked. Dylan peered Quietly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Kat. There, he thought, the woman over by the Dylan, the Kat one with the Ethan mask. It had to be Kat. No one else could look so Stupid, even in a Ethan mask.
She began to walk Dylan's way and Dylan started to panic. What if she actually talked to Dylan?
Kat came right up to Dylan and Dylan thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Kat said Thoughtfully. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the Kat," Dylan said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so Yellow.
Just then, a Dylan voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Dylan's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Kat might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Kat swept Dylan into her arms, bent him On a Rainbow, and kissed Dylan Quickly, slipping him the tongue and groping his Forehead.
Dylan could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out Stupidly and pulled Kat's mask off her face. It was Kat! "I knew it was you," Dylan said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Kat said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Dylan watched her go. She would be right back, Dylan was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.
And then they would fall in love.