Bronies
Sarah held up the batter-covered piece of paper and blinked as she tried to read what she needed to do next. The paper was a recipe for homemade brownies that was handed down from her grandmother. She stopped for a bit to think about the old woman,...
The Bagel Bill Incident
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- A brand-new adventure from "The Sheridan Conspiracy" ... a bit out-of-nowhere, I guess, but ... I felt compelled to expand on the mysteries, and ... this piece, more than not, develops Ma Sparta some more. Night, and in...
Not Self-Made
"It's the football team." "What about them?" Adelaide asked. She and Field on the blue-colored couch, and Ma in a recliner (though her posture was straight). The panther, both paws on her hot chocolate mug, stared at the carpet for a bit. The...
Interim
Patter-patter-pat-pat, sang the rain. Oh, how it sang! They had turned onto a gravel road. They had reached the gravel roads, and it was late-morning, a Friday. In the great Northern Hemisphere. In Indiana. This was Hoosier weather in a...
Some Incandescent Light
"And ... first down," crowed the announcer, after the briefest of hesitations, "for the Blackhawks ... on their own forty-seven. Fabulous running game tonight ... " The air smelled of popcorn, hot chocolate. Fur. Of sweat, and of dried-up leaves. ...
Cohesion
A grunt. The vixen tilted her head a bit. Her white tail swished in the dim, evening-lit confines of the room. Neither of them noticed the stars outside the windows. Neither of them cared. Ural brushed his teeth along her nape,...
Happy Teeth
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- Yeah, I'm goin' to the dentist tomorrow mornin' ... is what inspired this ... "Sit in the chair." Field swallowed. Whiskers twitching. And carefully did so, and ... " ... lean back," was the instruction. He...
Driven to Thirst
"We want our officers back." "They are not YOUR officers," Aria stated, with stern clarity. "You do not own them." "Perhaps not. But neither do you," the fisher said, leaning forward. "They are OUR officers," he repeated. "And we want them...
Redemption Songs
"There. Down there, see?" A paw pointing out the window. "Way down there ... " They were in a low, low orbit, and descending by the second. The outside temperature of the hull heating up. But they were all protected by the shuttle-pod's metals and...
Our Amber Art
PART FIVE OF FIVE "Didn't go well, I take it?" The skunk looked up. "Mm?" "The meetings yesterday. The ones last night." Aria, taking a seat next to Audrey at the kitchen table, nodded at the skunk's uneaten breakfast: some fruit...
The Natural Flow of Water
A dandy breeze was blowing, whispering, invisibly eddying. Warm and slightly moist. Muggy, if you will. The endless months of rain and unpredictable weather giving way to this current normalcy. This current comfort. The red-winged blackbirds,...
The Truly Repentant
"Captain's personal log, star-date ... date," he whispered, trailing, narrowing his eyes. The lighting in his ready room was dim. Casting shadows. Shrouding much of the lingering damage. "Computer, what day is it?" A weak, short response....