Dragon Day Submission: The Hunt for the Cosmic Lantern
Ackleburro had bewitched herself with the help of the grimoire. However old she was, the siren call of mythical game, appearing on every page, roused instincts that did not belong to her. Nurse Ackleburro, you see, was a sheep. A sheep keeping watch...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Arya
Look, a blustery streak of steam in the sky; it is the flight of Arya, soaring from one cloud factory to the next. Like the dandelion seed discovered by Horton, each cloud leads to a distant civilization, just on the margins of human access. Arya...
Fat Bunnies
So, Arglot, Junkfood Depository, is all about a greedy scamp who reigns over his garden and demands cadbury cream eggs from his underlings. The oppressed rablets get rolled over and squashed by Arglot if they do not comply. Welp, one day, they get the...
What I would have done on Totodile Day
Okay, so I do have an alligator OC, Nugget Bust from the series "The Critters Lose," which is an unstarted project (notice a theme here?) inspired by my dislike of "Over the Hedge." Nugget Bust is a lazy gator who sometimes goes out to farm but...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tata Rotta
How do you fight a war when you're already dead? By sending your enemies' souls back to their rotting, crippled corpses back on Earth. Already, the firey underworld isn't tortuous enough, and a nation of especially vile souls are aiming to make it...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tamzin
She bursts from a pillar of ice, the slopes and curves of her turning form mesmerizing those who catch sight of her. Tamzin, the glorious fruit of a passionate dragon and a zealous hyena, dances at the summit of Yenaden mountain to stir her perfumes in...
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Meds
Look in any bottle of your medical inventory. Do you see a rolaid or an aspiring staring back? No, you see a vulpine witch doctor peddling whatever psychosis will free you from your social obligations. Meds deals in meds from a secluded hut on an...
Stripes
Okay, so in celebration of tiger day, a story about people who face a sudden appearance of stripes, all color is drained of their vision except for black and orange. The narrative alternates between a cynical look at the change and an appreciative look...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Bugz
Did you ever wonder if the afterlife had its own nursery? It does, under the supervision of Bugz. She is the gaurdian of fledgeling spirits, as appointed by the guild of Angel Dragons. Among the realm of humans, there is a myth that the afterlife is a...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Fear
It is a rare opportunity for rats to declare themselves the ruler of anything; Always in fear of starvation, they eat whatever they can find, edible or not, willing to risk self-poisoning if it means living one more day. Yet, through the leadership of...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Hugo
Take a dip in the Shynimeron sea, and chances are, you'll encounter Hugo, a shark not so much interested in munching on intruders than partying all summer long with his fellow inflatable friends. Beach balls fly and surfboards sail when the Shynimeron...
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Midnight
He comes from a long line of mafia goons. He fights for the justice of his home country's citizen. He boxes blindfolded in representation of his ancestors' missing moral compass. He is Midnight, the boxer fox. "You can't put out the lights when they're...