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Forget A Picture; Give Me A Thousand Words

Short Story #30
A crossover fanfiction

An Ethan Hunt romance.

With Wonder Woman.

The following is Part II of This Love Story Will Self-destruct in… 5. I was asked to write it, so here it is. Also, it’s really short. Please proceed:

A million thoughts flew through Diana Prince’s head.

Ethan Hunt. Dating. Holding hands. Social media acceptance. ‘I love you’. Proposal. Missions and mishaps. Saving the world. Fights. Embraces. Rings. Proclamations. ‘I do’. Kisses. Cuddles. In-laws. Talks of starting a family. Ethan’s dark hair. 

His toothpaste-commercial smile.

His smile.

HIS SMILE!

Ethan’s smile reflected the universe like a mirror. It shined so brightly, sometimes it was brighter than the sun. It could’ve probably rivaled the light of the stars by night. 

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Diana shifted a little in her husband’s grip turning her hand just enough to press it flat against his chest as if she needed assurance that he was still breathing. She felt the heartbeat underneath her fingers against her palm and counted the thump thumps. The rhythm of hers didn’t match his. His heartbeat was always strong and steady; her own could never keep up. Yet, her heart always exploded into tiny heart confetti whenever she was with him.

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Their love was the most powerful thing she ever felt!

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But she still worried after his well-being, especially after she sees him leap from building to building and hanging onto the edge of aircrafts. And then he’ll come home to her – bruised, battered, bloody, torn! – as if nothing happened, brood for a few days, leaving her to worry after him.

“I wish I knew what you’re thinking…” Diana softly said against his heart.

Ethan hummed questioningly, raising an eyebrow. What was his wife babbling about now? He didn’t understand. 

“…you don’t smile much after missions and it’s a shame because I love your smile. The light just fades…”

Ah… Ethan broke into a soft smile, lifting one of Diana’s hand and pressing loving kisses to her knuckles. When her eyes met his, he admits, “I never want you to worry.”

“You don’t get to decide what I worry about; that’s not your job.” She chides. “I need to know that you’re okay.” She didn’t add that she had asked Superman to check for her husband’s heartbeat during his last dangerous mission in Kashmir when he suddenly went off the radar and she panicked until Superman begrudgingly assured her that Ethan was fine. “If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s honestly fine, but I need to know that you’re okay, Ethan. Always.”

All grammatical errors are mine.

I enjoyed exploring this side of the universes for fanfiction! It was a blast writing Ethan & Diana out of their natural setting and I’ll like to add a few more shorts to this series, but I’m not sure as yet. 

I also wanted to add Ethan’s reply at the end – which was one line – but I like it better with WW’s soft plead. 

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CRFT snippet #3: Money don’t matter tonight

The following is unedited and all grammatical errors are mine:

Rue St. Honoré. A street lined with opulent fashion boutiques that one may be forgiven if they thought they were at a fashion show. People who couldn’t afford to purchase ridiculously overpriced brands such as Hermès, Dior, Gucci, or Chloé, still stopped and stared in awe at the untouchable items showcased behind glinting glasses. Some were trying to get a glance at the da Díxon twins; they previously ducked into one of the stores and the public was trying to figure out which one. Ever since the twins were featured on the cover of Vogue Paris the French couldn’t get enough. 

“This… is very expensive,” Benny Lafayette was afraid to venture further into the store. He was overwhelmed by the pristine clothes, shiny shoes, and flashy accessories. “Why couldn’t we go somewhere else… less expensive?”

Marcus rolls his eyes. “This is my favorite store!” He was clutching a thick book on snakes in his right hand as he circled a few mannequins sporting leather clothing, impressed. “And I want you to enjoy it with me. I haven’t forgotten that I have money. Ne pars pas les mains vides.” 

“We could’ve gone to Bottega Veneta,” Ray said behind him. 

“As if I’ll ever wear something that isn’t French! It’s the reason why I chose not to walk the Paco Rabanne show with you this weekend.” 

“You’re ridiculous!”

“You’re not patriotic enough!”

Benny sighs. “Remind me again, which one of you is older?”

“Remind me, again, why you’re not shopping?” Marcus retorts at his best friend. He gained the attention of two salesmen and starts pointing. “I want every leather jacket on these mannequins, those folded shirts, these coats here, clear everything on this aisle, the jacket with the tribal embroidery, these polo shirts except the striped ones for they belong in a bonfire, all of those black jeans and the pair of black boots in the glass display.” 

Benny’s mouth would’ve hit the floor if Ray didn’t nudge him in the side with an elbow. “Relax, he goes shopping once a year and he tends to buy everything.”

“Easy for you to say, Ray. Why aren’t you buying anything?”

Grand-père made me come with Marc although I don’t need anything.” He tilts his head discreetly at a dinner jacket he saw Benny eyeing earlier, as Marcus allowed something else to sway his attention. “You, on the other hand, should get something otherwise Marc would be insulted.”

French terms used:

*Ne pars pas les mains vides – don’t go empty-handed

* grand-père – grandfather 

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In my feelings

Different… styles?

Despite looking the same and dressing alike sometimes, some identical twins do have particular styles when it comes to fashion sense. Ray’s style is more sophisticated while his brother is a sucker for leather and black when he’s not in the school’s uniform. I would’ve liked to post the entire chapter, but then it wouldn’t be a snippet. I wanted to do something different with this shopping chapter hence the overboard shopping. 😁

On another note, NaNo would be over in 4 days and this is probably the last snippet I’ll be sharing… for now. At the beginning of the month, I discussed why I won’t be participating in NaNo, but I had an idea of what I wanted to write (CRFT) and I promised to share a few raw unedited snippets. This was completed. However, I do plan to share more snippets (I promised to share a snippet and my thoughts on ESP for a reader so there’s that), just not now. I’ve put this under the YA genre rather than Contemporary. I’m also extremely happy that people enjoyed reading about rich twins that have morals. 

Thank you for reading, leaving your comments, and even suggestions for the story. I appreciate it a lot… so do the twins. 😉

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CRFT snippet #1: In my feelings

Thanks to Kage of RLyis for this lovely cover

The following is unedited and all grammatical errors are mine:

Ramses Alexander Page III looks back and forth between Marcus and the identical mirror twin Ray, an idea forming in his mind. There was a theory he wanted to test ever since he read about it in the science journals and here, was a pair of twins that unknowingly presented themselves for the opportunity. 

“Salut!” he enthusiastically greeted Ray as the Auburn head teen sat down to lunch at their favorite table in the spacious cafeteria. It took a while to learn how to tell the twins apart although sometimes it was still hard especially when they were wearing identical expressions. “How’s Romance Lit club?”

Ray genuinely smiles. “I am happy with the last turn out. This week we’ll be looking at Pablo Neruda’s work.” he looked at the Egyptian-Greek with earnest. “Would you like to join?”

“Poetry is not my thing.” Ramses realized that Marcus was wrapping up his pep talk with the football team of which he was the captain of. He had to move fast. “So, I read something interesting about identical twins.” When he had Ray’s curious attention, he asked, “If I were to hit you, would Marc feel it?”

“No, it doesn’t work that way. I… hey!” Ray cried out as Ramses slaps him on the arm just as Marcus proceeds to sit. 

“You didn’t feel that?” Ramses asked the ever-scowling twin. 

“Feel what?” Marcus gruffly asks tearing into the beef sandwich.

Ramses shrugs and ate lunch with his buddies in silence wondering how to finish carrying out his theory without Marcus killing him. He closed his aquamarine eyes, count to ten and swiftly kicks Marcus in the shin. The result was instant. The twins let out a howl of pain and automatically reached for the offended area at the same time. As they were facing each other, it looked like they were mirroring each other.

“So that’s what they meant by mirror identical!” Ramses mused out loud. “And now I have the answer to my theory, I shall be on my way.” He makes to get up, but Marcus grabs him by the lapel of his school jacket and yanks him back down in the chair just as Ray starts ranting about painful shins.

“What is wrong with you? Do you know that the tibia is protected by a thin layer of skin? That actually hurt, you idiot!”

“You hurt my brother, you pay,” Marcus sneers.

“But I kicked you, not Ray!”

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Myth or Fact: Do twins share each other’s pain?

Although this has been proven as fiction by TONS of experiments conducted over the years, there are some accounts of identical twins who have felt each other’s pain. Sally Keeble felt her identical twin sister’s labor pains and it wasn’t a walk in the park for her. Identical twins Angela King and Elena Gatt also insisted that they share each other’s pain ranging from accidents to morning sickness. When Angela was 8, she had her tonsils removed. Meanwhile, Elena was unaware and stayed with her grandmother screamed at the exact moment Angela’s tonsils were removed. 

Science can’t explain everything nor was everything meant to be explained when it comes to identical twins and their feelings. A twin connection is simply unique to that of a normal sibling. 

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NaNoWriMo Book Tag 📚

I am not participating in NaNo this year, but the awesome madamewriter did this book tag on her blog and I couldn’t pass it up. You know the drill. Grab your coffee and let’s do this!

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1. How many times have you done NaNoWriMo?

Five times. I’ll admit that the very first time I participated, I was not prepared, but did it anyway and found the experience to be overall enjoyable and I told my friends and colleagues about it later on. 

2. How did you first find out about NaNoWriMo?

I can’t actually remember. Let me think for a bit…

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…nope, still nothing. Someone must’ve informed me about it, but that memory eludes me now.

3. What was the name of the first novel you attempted with NaNo?

Beyond Beautiful. Back then, I remember thinking that romance stories were garbage and I decided to write my own after being inspired by an Aerosmith song of the same title. It turned out to be interracial and it dealt with issues such as accepting God and learning to accept that the past shapes one’s present/future. Maybe one day, I’ll dig up the story and post it on here… although now, I’ll call it rubbish.

  

4. Give us a 1 sentence summary of what you’re writing this year.

I’m not participating this year, but I am working on various writing projects at the moment including Crazy Rich French Twins which is a wealthy parody about a pair of mirror-identical French twins that breaks stereotypes (hopefully!).

5. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever been given?

I’m not one to take writing advice. I just like writing and I have learned to love it even on difficult days. However, I’ll share a favorite writing quote of mine:

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Writing is a way to talk without being interrupted.

6. Did you ever take a year off from NaNo? Why?

Yes, twice. The first time I had taken a year off I had no inspiration to participate and the second time, which is this year, is because I don’t have the energy to do so. 

7. What’s your biggest inspiration when figuring out what to write?

I always say that inspiration is all around us! I’m inspired by nature, by news headlines, by the books I read, everything and anything!

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8. Read us the first sentence from one of your novels.

Ridiculously rich people enrolled their privileged children at Paris High, a place for snobs to mingle with other snobs. 

So begins the first sentence of the first episode of Crazy Rich French Twins.

9. Why do you love writing?

I write because I want to read something that hasn’t been in print before. I write for the sheer fun of it and for the pleasure. I write because I express myself better with a pen in my hand. I write to get better. I write to explore my own universe. I write because it’s therapeutic and I empty my mind when I do. I write to inspire and to invoke thoughts. I write because I am in love with words.

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To those of you participating in NaNo this year, all the best with your projects! 😄

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Crazy Rich French Twins: an introduction

From today, twins are going to reign for the month of November! 😉

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#TwinsGalore 

At the beginning of the month, I said that I wouldn’t be participating in NaNoWriMo because I don’t have the energy to do so this time around. I also shared the title of the serial I would’ve liked to work on: Crazy Rich French Twins. I’m yet to start working on it, but I’ve jotted down some ideas which I’ll most likely share during the month of November.

THE INCEPTION

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It happened one evening. While scouring Amazon for titles to add to my TBR (sometime earlier this year), an idea took shape: take the first four titles of books I come across and write my own short story based off it. I used to do this with song and movie titles. I came across a book titled ‘Crazy Rich Asians’. I’ve never heard about the book before although it came out in 2014, but I liked the sound of it and wrote this title down. I was going to write a short story for my own crazy rich French twins and voila! A parody was born.

I’ll admit though, that I have no interest in reading ‘Crazy Rich Asians’ at this point.

THE TWINS

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I have mentioned them several times over the past few years in short stories during various stages of their lives, featured an episode of CRFT for Short Story Sunday and did a writing tag for the story. I’ve had them around ever since I started writing. 

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This story centers around the twins’ lycée years. They look something like this…

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Beautiful art via Prince Canary. They’re top class! I wish to have my characters drawn like this someday.

…but with wavy auburn hair and standing at 5’11”. Ray and Marcus are mirror identical twins, geniuses, and super wealthy, but they sure don’t act like it. 😉I’ll admit, though, I’m not too sure of the direction I’m going with this so it’ll be cool to experiment.

THE LOCATION

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Base on the title, you weren’t expecting Russia, China or even Trinidad, right? To be fair, I may use various locations as I continue to write the serial, but for now, I want to focus on France. It’ll also give me a chance to brush up on my French. I’ll also be sharing some snippets here and there from the serial and debunking twin myths along the way. 

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Sometimes, you can’t go home.

Short Story #29

Jack Payet absentmindedly sat in the empty office amidst the clutter of reports strewn on the floor, twisting his wedding ring back and forth bruising the pale finger in the process. Things were not as they used to be and he found himself staying later at the office pretending to throw himself into his journalistic work so he’ll be the last person to leave. 

Until he stopped leaving altogether. 

His assistant editor had found him asleep on the couch twice with an overnight bag on the floor but didn’t have the gall to say anything. However, curiosity got the best of her the fifth time she found him chasing sleep away with a yawn as he struggled to get his jacket on to begin work for seven and without holding back, breached his privacy by remarking, “Don’t you go home anymore, Jack?” 

And before he could stop himself, words were tumbling out of his mouth. “Sometimes, you can’t go home.” Before she could ask what he meant, words that he never shared with anyone since the mishap tumbled out in quick succession before he changed his mind about sharing. 

“The comfy embrace of bed and sheets no longer welcomes me. Our bedroom feels… hallowed out as if it’s suffering from a terrible loss. I used to hang on to her words. Her breath was mine to take. I just can’t accept the fact that Denise won’t be coming back. Without her, home is never going to be the same again. 

“I simply cannot go back there now that it feels like a tomb… cold and empty.” 

He bows his head in silent respect for his loss and dusty brown hair flops into tired gray-green eyes hiding stories that were yet to be told.

Not knowing what to say for she was not expecting a grieving response to her rhetorical question, his assistant awkwardly asked if he’ll like a cup of coffee. He nodded, not willing himself to speak anymore. 

His heart ached painfully for his beloved. 

So he sat alone in the empty office twirling the ring around his finger as if willing his wife to come walking through the door, but it was all in vain. 

All grammatical errors are mine.

This short is part of a serial I’m currently working on titled “Sanctimonious”. Jack Payet is one of the main characters that is dealing with a huge loss as you can tell from the story. Did his wife leave him? Did he do something regrettable and is too late to fix it? Is his wife dead? Speculations. Speculations.

I’ll like to say more, but this is a story that my bestie (You guys know Tammy!) is reading whenever I update it and I don’t want to spoil much for her. Also, I simply wanted to write a little angst. 

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