Harry Potter VS TwilightHARRY POTTER$4,485,466,623 movie gross400 million copies of the books worldwide, 67 languages1998-2007TWILIGHT42 million copies of the books WORLDWIDE37 different languages2005-2008$376,148,833 for Twilight the movieJust for Fun, If We Divide The Numbers and do the Math, then:Harry Potter has sold 44.4 million books per year since it was published, OR 57 million copies for each of the seven booksTwilight Has sold 15.6 million books per year since it was published OR 11.7 million copies for each of the four booksThe Harry Potter Movies, rounding DOWN to 4 billion instead of the actual number above (As of Prior to The Releases of Half-blood Prince And Deathly Hallows) Have grossed 800 million each. Including worst possible scenarios, let's say HBP and DH only gross 350 mil each( as in, BOTH DH movies will only grosse 350 mil combined). that would then add to the already rounded down number of 4 billion and bringing it up to 4.7 billion. The new calculations would be (rounding
Smug -AAML-"Ash, if you had to pick between your hat or me, which would you choose?" It was with this strange, out-of-the-blue question that Misty broke into the conversation with."Huh?" Fifteen-year-old Ash Ketchum looked over at his long-time best friend and (he still blushed at the thought) new girlfriend of two weeks in bewilderment. "What are you talking about?""Well, say you got the chance to travel the world and become a Pokémon Masterbut you could only bring one thing from your old life. Which would you bring?" She grinned, knowing that his reply would either be awkward or stupidprobably some combination of the two. She was guaranteed a laugh."Isn't that sort of a random question?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean, we were just talking about visiting Professor Oak and Tracey tomorrow and then you bring that up?""That isn't the point, and you're stalling, Ash Ketchum!" she huffed, more entertained than annoyed. It was fun watching Ash squirm.Ash frowned
Hallow: PKMN ONESHOTDon't tell me what to believeCause you won't be thereTo catch me when I fall-3 Doors DownIn the span of time that it takes a flash of lightning to dominate a dark sky, Ash changed. Milliseconds. Less than milliseconds. The passing away of a single thought.It was like suddenly waking up. Waking up to a wash of ice cold water rinsing out his insides. Everything reformed itself around his breath that hung visible in the frosted air. He had dropped the cellophane wrapped roses into the dirty slush at his feet. The sharp ridge of the chocolate box had cut into his hands from clutching it too tightly. And he was trembling.His first thought was a simple question. How can I fix this?His mind raced with excuses. Each one removing him further from the picture than the last. Could he deny his feelings for her? No. Could he pretend like this hadn't happened? No. He already told everyone that today was the day. Valentine's day. He'd tell her how he felt today.He did everything
Looking Up To YouAsh Ketchum placed a hand over his mouth, yawning quietly, before setting it under his raven-haired head, using both of them to pillow himself from the grassy ground. He smiled peacefully, closing his eyes as a gentle breeze blew across the hills near the outskirts of Pallet Town, green leaves floating carelessly in the air. The shadows of trees and clouds paraded through the grass as the sun shone down brightly. He extended his legs out, stretching them vigorously, before settling them down again, sighing gently. "Nice day
" He thought to himself.Gazing out into the mountainous horizon, his chocolate eyes shifted into a solemn look, his mouth shifting and his nose wrinkling as numerous thoughts raced speedily through his mind. He wasn't out at the hills by coincidence; he was taking time out to think. Yes, Ash Ketchum, the "mind set only on Pokémon", "gonna be a Pokémon Master someday" trainer, was spending time reflecting on his thoughts, a feat thought to be i
Gone"Congratulations, Stoick! Everyone is so relieved!""Out with the old and in with the new, right?""No one'll miss that old nuisance!""The village is throwing a party to celebrate!"Stoick turned to Gobber, looking horrified."He's gone?"Gobber shifted his gaze elsewhere, nodding solemnly."'Fraid so, Stoick. I didn' want ter have ter be the one to tell yeh, but it looks like the wee fishbone's packed his bags and left."Stoick dropped his sack and it landed on the brittle surface of the dock with a crack."L-Left?""Quicker than I could blink an eye.""Where?!""How should I know, yeh great oaf? Fer all I know he's off frolickin' with the Night Furies halfway 'cross the sea!""How..." Stoick shook his mighty head as though dazed. "How long?""Oh, must be 'bout three weeks now. Haven't seen 'im since we tried our luck with the Nadder.