Well, here it is, a new chapter, and a new title for the story… and just in time for Halloween, too! I wasnt sure I was going to finish it on time, but it looks like I got lucky!
Dark Wolf 021: Dont apologize, sometimes my lazy ass needs pushing.
Tori007otaku: Update soon? Is now okay?
Kelt: Im very anal about my spelling; any errors that somehow get through are usually legitimate typos that I didnt catch.
Barry: Yes, Halloween will prove very interesting for Frankie, and bring a big change to the life of someone very close to her.
Dracozombie: So do I… so do I.
Lonestar: Im glad you think Im not repeating myself. Though, this story will soon share one more thing in common with Rhondagenesis… no hints as to what.
Demon Guyver: All right already.
Memoirs of a Demon Named Frankie
Chapter IV: Halloween Horrors
Well, what do you think?
Frankie did a quick twirl in front of the assembled guests. She had on her magenta sweater and purple skirt, the one shed worn the night she met Dylan Lee (may he rot in hell, amen), modified, of course, for her transformed body. She had also donned a pair of earrings with stones that matched her pendant. Shed even accessorized her three tails with ribbons. After all… it was her first night clubbing in six months.
Ever since her transformation half a year ago, Frankied been laying low. Being a demon tends to stunt your social life, after all.
But tonight was Halloween. It was a night for the unusual.
Ahem, responded Mr. Herriman, I shall refrain from comment on your appalling attire… dreadful though it may be. I will, however, point out that you have neglected your assignment to redecorate the Continue reading