“That egotistical, maniacal s-” Steve cut himself off. He could think of a lot of things that described Tony Stark but you didn’t say those sort of things in the time he was from. He hit the punching bag even harder watching the seams start to split open, he knew it would do little to cure his anger towards Stark.
-ignore the fact i have an unfinished fic on this page and please be ready to receive the awesomeness of the one i am about to put out onto you all.-
You can find the rest of the parts listed here
You can find all of the other parts listed here.
This is the second half of part four, which you can read here.
The rest of the parts are linked here.
So unfortunately I fell and almost broke my hand and cannot type any more until it hurts less, which hopefully it will tomorrow. Well I can type but one handed and it hurts and things.
Meaning part four will be in two parts. The part i have done and the part i will try to write before tomorrow
This part is a bit slow. Mainly for filler. Get things rolling. Tell a bit more about her. You know. Normal writery things you need in a story.
You can find the rest of the parts linked here.
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Roxy sighed; wondering where in her life had obviously got off the track that she had originally intended for it to go. She had always wanted to marry young and have a lot of children. Be constantly surrounded by friends and family. But instead it was the beginning of a new year and she was in Montana. All alone. After John, her husband, had died, she quickly sold their house in Portland and retreated to the small cabin they kept in the desolate woods of Montana. It was just her, and her cat, as it started to snow.
So I have been a major slacker all day. I mean all day. I wrote like a paragraph of new stuff. And I am currently watching Jack on his Vokle (fromJacksfilms).
Please don’t hate me.
So what I have for you is what was supposed to be the real beginning.
Which is from Toby’s POV
I spent all day working on a video. I am sorry. All I have is an insanely short part.
I promise tomorrow you will get the longest most glorious part you have ever seen.
Roxanne looked around the room, sighing to herself. She wanted to be here for Alli but all it did was remind her of her own wedding less than a year ago. Surveying the crowd again, her eyes landed on the man that had been recording himself earlier talking to the groom. She didn’t think anything strange about it until he seemed to roll away under his own power. Laughing to herself, she wondered if she was seeing things or if it was really happening. Giving up, Roxanne sipped her drink again musing over all the memories floating through her head.
