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...
Hotdog Challenge
They said it couldn't be possible, but as a rumbling belch echoed through the room, the looming figure of an overstuffed pig seemed to prove it. The "100 hotdogs for 10 friends" challenge quickly turned into 283 for one hog. Licking their lips, they...
A Lesson in League
Let's set the scene. The room was dark, the windows covered by the industrial-strength bleach of the world of blinds (kills 99.9% of sunlight!) which made it very difficult to have any idea of the time of day or what the weather was doing beyond those...
Getting Squishy
When the Pelipper Post Office delivered, Ruby made it a habit to greet them--at least, when she wasn't out adventuring in a dungeon. Given the recent moratorium against explorations, though, that had been a lot, recently. (Some big end-of-the-world...
A Fat Dragon's Dreams [Personal]
Grasping yet another burger in one hand, Drax wipes the grease from the last—and whatever other delectables that were consumed prior—from his face before indulging in yet another. A wooden table lay before him, speckled with the remnants of his meal...
The Domestic PigFox
The plump pig-fox ruefully closed the door behind him, cradling in his arms the junk food that was a shame. He placed the bags on the table and watched patiently for the doorbell not knowing why he went to pick up cheeseburgers, when he had already...
A Bed For Life
There was no need for an alarm, for there was nothing urgent on the agenda for the day: no work, no school, no errands, nothing. Yet, despite having a leisurely day of doing whatever he fancied - including sleep - ahead of him, Ashes was keen to wake....
Inter-Dimensional Fart Story, Part 2: Horse Farts
Unlike Barry's rude indifference to the fact that Jordan didn't want to be under his butt any more than Barry wanted to be under Quentin's, the horse cared very much that Barry was desperately trying to escape his very smelly fate, and was quite...
[c] A Hefty Champion
The good pokemon of Brightmill Town gathered about, speaking in hushed whispers. "Do you think he'll come back?" "He has to come back." "No way, even he can't take on a whole dungeon by himself!" The gossip fell like rain over the soft green...
Life of Pi(zza)
One would hope that after spending ten hours at a tedious office job, including two hours' worth of commuting on cramped buses, work would be done for the day and it could be a case of relaxing until the time for sleep rolled around; but no, dinner...
Chapter 4: A Change for the Better
The Srothar roused suddenly as his alarm blared off next to his bedside, a heavy hand dropping to silence the clock. The device automatically tuned to a local news broadcast at that, a useful setting the Srothar enjoyed to know what the weather would...