Master Stinky - part 3
The girl skunk yelled at them from a distance. "i still love the stink of skunks and master stinky..."
K.K.'s Love Sonet
All the skunk could do was smile, blushingly and nod. "night, sweet skunk" k.k. said, finally letting out his blush. "good night my beautiful k.k." stated the skunk with the most love in his tone he thought was ever possible.
Beer Me
The skunk had to wonder just how that was happening as his stomach went from beer belly into being downright fat. it was still taut as a drum too, looking like a beachball attached to the skunk's torso.
Scent Is In The Air
Further ahead of him - sitting on a log - the skunk eyed another skunk. in truth, the "skunk" in question was actually penelope. hearts appeared in pepe's eyes, which then came shooting out; going from big hearts, down to small hearts.
Cookie
Instead he was somewhere impossible, seemingly caught up in that impressive skunk tail.
The Cerebral Corporate Cortex
A clank was heard as the weapon fell from the skunk's grip and hit the floor. there was a fear in the agent's heart. he was listening to this mouse? why? the lanky pale mouse grinned to the skunk.
Battle Bot
The skunk returned his smile minus the bitterness, hoping it would catch. "you'll make it next time. finals even, maybe!" a weak, electronic chuckle answered him. - thanks. and skunk? - yeah? - i meant what i said. you'd better be careful.
A Messy Situation - Part 2 [Comm]
He squirmed, he could do little to nothing to prevent what the skunk was going to do to him next. the skunk walked over to one of the kitchen counters and picked up a tray with various food items.
Commission: Mother & Son & Friends
The skunk wiped it off and told him. "we're going to my house, hun, there's a nice nursery there for my little sonny." the skunk referred to her baby brother's room, which was empty to due most of her family being on vacation.
Last One
The stranger shook it in his paw; the skunk saw the label and his jaw dropped. soy sauce! skunk thought, drooling.
Friends Got Talent! Part 2
Said the skunk squeezing his pillow on top of the covers. "you will be soon..." he said pulling out the pocket watch, dangling it in front of the skunk who's eyes immediately followed it. "what's that?"
Old Wounds
He'd just tracked down the skunk in an alley, the skunk carrying his umbrella over his head, him with his trusty staff in his hand by his side.