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Some time ago, I started a topic with a preview of my first ever fanfiction. I had some very nice comments, and maybe they were too encouraging. I got so excited I wrote the whole thing in 2 days. Is thate even possible?
I thought I was on a roll, but after re reading the fic, I decided to revise it. There was no voice in the writing and the characters had different personalities then in the movies. I hope to change that. The plot will stay the same, but will have far better detail etc. So here it is:
A White Christmas?
By SilverWolf/balto-thing
Authors Note: This fanfiction was inspired by Lone_Wolf_fanwriter’s Balto: A New Life. DO NOT duplicate this fanfiction in part or in whole with the intention of distributing to anyone without my permission. All characters are copyright Universal Studios, and if not featured in the Balto films, are 100% my characters.
Chapter 1
The wind was gentle; weakly pushing around the weightless flakes. It was the first snow, marking Muk and Luk’s favorite season, of Winter. A light layer of fog was laying over Nome while its inhabitants were waking and preparing for the day. A mile outside the town there was an abandoned old freighter, tilted sideways, already covered in a thick layer of snow. But the snow didn’t bother the owners, for they had thick fur.
“Balto! BALTO! Muk! Go find Balto! The chores won’t do themselves!”
“Yes Uncle Borris, right away, sir.”
Borris was searching for Balto, who constantly left the boat to go outside. While Borris frantically ran about, trying to complete imaginary chores, Balto was already far away from the freighter.
“Uncle Borris, sir, is that Balto on the horizon?”
Borris scanned the landscape, bringing his wing up to block the early morning sun’s rays. It was actually pretty funny, the way Borris looked like a soldier saluting someone.
“It is! That ungrateful...”
Borris was about to attack Balto with rude remarks in Russian (though Balto wouldn’t hear), but realized he was heading towards Jenna’s house.
One could have thought it was a missile. But they would be mistaken, because missiles don’t fly that slow nor fly so low to the ground. In fact, only a retard could have thought that. But back to the point, it was Balto running rapidly towards Jenna’s house.
Avoiding sharp rocks, Balto sprinted towards town. He was panting, but this he considered more important than his tiredness.
“There-she-is!-” Balto managed to say to himself in between breaths of air.
Jenna was outside, wide awake and ready for her day. But the least she expected was Balto running into her at full speed.
“Time to put on the breaks!” Balto commented, again, to himself.
He stopped abruptly and sat down. This was his favorite thing to do. The snow would make him slide forward, and all he needed was a little speed to navigate through the town this way. He was hoping he would stop soon enough, but...
“Jenna watch out!”
“Balto? What in the-” Jenna stopped with a grunt as Balto crashed into her.
“You big-” Again Jenna stopped, this time because Balto kissed her.
What do you think?
P.S. this fanfic was written on my old account. By the way, am I allowed to have to accounts? If I'm not, please inform me.
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