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Cheetah-Gazelle: Two Dopes, One RopeFickbear Unbreakable Rope - Perfect for bondage! Guaranteed inescapable!Cheetah-Gazelle: Two Dopes, One Rope by sonicinterface
So read the label on the box Cheetah's new rope had come in. He was sure this new toy would be exactly what he needed to bring Gazelle into his clutches... of course, he thought that about everything he ordered from Fickbear Corp., and none of them ever panned out, but that didn't mean this one wouldn't.
Cheetah had already tied one end of the rope around a sturdy tree to one side of the road. From there, the rope ran slack across the road to a bush, where the spotted feline waited with the other end in his grip.
The telltale noise of approaching hoof-beats caused Cheetah's ears to perk up. He peered out of hiding, and sure enough, an ever-unsuspecting Gazelle was trotting down the road. It was time to spring his trap.
A second before Gazelle reached the rope, Cheetah yanked it taut.
Immediately, he felt the tension Gazelle's momentum added to the rope. Chee
Wiki: Projects of Sneezing Wolf Studios(The page is headed by a picture of the Sneezing Wolf Studios logo. It's a circular bust shot of a miserable-looking gray wolf against a night sky; the wolf's nose is visibly dripping. The words "Sneezing Wolf Studios" appear to the right, each word on its own line; the words are colored to match the night sky backdrop.)Wiki: Projects of Sneezing Wolf Studios by sonicinterface
Sneezing Wolf Studios has produced many different animated shows over the years. Below is a (not necessarily complete) list of them, in alphabetical order:
Annabelle the Cleaner - One of Sneezing Wolf Studios' early works. An action show starring a maid with magical powers, combating and cleaning the most hazardous sites imaginable. Canceled after one season.
Black and White - Another early Sneezing Wolf work. A slapstick-oriented cartoon starring two dragons who love causing trouble in various forms. Also canceled after one season, but
Fated Encounter -Trade-Wolfen Down froze as he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. A flash of gray and orange, the colors familiar. Slowly, he turned his head to look.Fated Encounter -Trade- by sonicinterface
The sight was as familiar to him as he dreaded it would be. A gray wolf similar to himself, dressed in orange and wearing a golden gauntlet on his left hand-- not his right, his left.
"Scar," Wolfen hissed.
The other wolf grinned maliciously. "Why, hello there, my prime."
Wolfen kept his guard up. Although Scar didn't seem to be attacking right away, which was a little odd for him, the prime wolf wasn't about to take any chances.
"It wasn't long ago that your lover and mine had their latest clash," Scar continued. "Don't you think it's about time you and I went for another round as well?"
"...I don't want to fight you, Scar."
"Why resist? It's our destiny, my other half. We're fated to clash again and again until one of us silences the other for good."
"You can't fight fate, Wol
Thief's Journal - Reindeer PathThief's Journal - ZekeThief's Journal - Reindeer Path by sonicinterface
They called him Zeke. He was a thief like no other, capable of breaking into any location and stealing anything, regardless of security. He had taken the most precious of treasures from all over the world. Truly, there were few if any thieves that could compete with him; he was the master of all master thieves. And tonight he had a new target in mind, one he was sure would make people know his name like never before.
~ Zeke intended to infiltrate a local museum. ~
~ Zeke was planning to rob a high-tech laboratory where much cutting-edge research took place. ~
~ Zeke's sights were set on a particular kingdom's castle, home to a wealthy royal family. ~
~ Zeke was making a trip to Egypt, to burgle a forgotten tomb. ~
~ Zeke had decided to steal from a curious traveling merchant. ~
~ (SP) Zeke was headed for the North Pole, home of Santa Claus himself! ~
Thief's Journal - North Pole Mission
Character profile: Sven"My favorite baseball position? That's an easy one-- it's the ball!" --SvenCharacter profile: Sven by sonicinterface
Type of character: Sonicverse (?)
Age: About 15
Race/species: Tiger / armadillo hybrid (prefers the term "tigerdillo")
Family and associates:
No known relatives. Known to be good friends with a female dingo dog by the name of Rita; more on her later.
At first glance, Sven is easy to mistake for a normal Mobian tiger. His primary body color is a striking yellow-green, about BFFF00 in 24-bit RRGGBB hexadecimal notation. His eyes are brown, and his chest and muzzle are white; his fur is not thick. The black horizontal stripes down his back are noticeably wider than typical tiger stripes are; this is because they're actually natural armor plates.
When balled up, Sven hides his face and belly from view, a
Mush!A loud whistle penetrates the kennel, rousing you from your nap. You know what that means: it's time for you and your fellow sled dogs to do what you do best.Mush! by sonicinterface
One by one, Master hooks the six of you up to the dog sled, arranged in three sets of two; you're one of the two lead dogs, since you have such a great sense of direction. The harness feels comfortable around you, as does the weight of the tow line.
Soon you're all ready to go. Master takes his position on the sled, cracks his whip, and gives the iconic command: "MUSH!"
You and the other dogs all take off running in unison, easily overpowering the weight of the sled and the friction from the snow. You know the route; you've run it a hundred times. You ignore the scenery whipping past, except for the landmarks you use to navigate.
As you cross a snowbank, you suddenly hear a soft crunch as the dog sled gets stuck. But you're trained for this. The six of you focus your strength on th
A Tiring Day"I don't believe it. You remembered to pack a jack and lug wrench... but you forgot to include an actual spare tire?"A Tiring Day by sonicinterface
"I told you it slipped my mind!"
The old cliché: stranded in the middle of nowhere because your car had a flat tire. Such was the current plight of the two anthro lizards, Mick and Joyce. Currently the car was parked on the side of the road, the front end jacked up and a conspicuously empty axle where the front left tire used to be.
Joyce let out a frustrated sigh and turned her back on Mick, flipping her cell phone open as she did.
"No reception... so much for calling for a tow truck. I'm going to walk around a bit and see if it improves."
As the female lizard walked away, Mick glanced at the car. Joyce was right and he knew it. This was all his fault for being so absentminded. But right now, what he really wanted was a distraction. Something to take his mind off their current situation.
Like maybe a little contor
The D Virus's HalloweenDeviantART. A website filled with many forms of creativity. Images and writings. Fiction and nonfiction. The abstract and the definite. And the D virus.The D Virus's Halloween by sonicinterface
No one knew who created the D virus, or how or why. It was an enigmatic computer virus that infected the profiles and galleries of DeviantART members, seemingly at random, to... well... on most days it would attempt to wreak havoc on the galleries. But for whatever reason, on October 31st it was much more pacifistic.
Like on every other day, as the virus infected each gallery on DeviantART, the myriad worlds and settings within came to life, each character becoming real for the duration of the virus's stay. Unlike on every other day, the virus made no attempt to challenge or defeat any of them; it had a different mission in mind.
One Halloween, the virus landed on a profile page owned by an insignificant writer by the alias of *sonicinterface.
This was a profile the D virus had touched up
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War -Kane-Ah... finally a moment of peace and quiet. And I don't even have to worry about Indigo anymore.War -Kane- by sonicinterface
Kane's spirits had been immensely lifted after he'd gotten his revenge on a certain arts-and-crafts enthusiast a few weeks before. Evidently she'd learned her lesson from the experience, and hadn't bothered him at all since then. It was a relaxing time for him, to say the very least.
He paused for a moment at a Chiclets vending machine. (Yes, it was the same one he'd attempted to stick Red into after reducing her to the shape and size of a quarter. For the record, it'd worked-- much to the consternation of the maintenance worker whose job it was to empty it.)
Hmm... maybe I'll get some. Might help relax my mind.
Kane went for his wallet, but before he could do anything else someone tackled him from the side, pinning him rather effectively to the ground.
"Haha... don't bother struggling, Kane, I got you."
Agata's Recovery"Hey, Tsu, it's morning. Wake up."Agata's Recovery by sonicinterface
Somewhere in the jungle, two fox kits had just reached the end of a very sound sleep, and were waking up to a beautiful sunrise. One of them opened his eyes first, and nudged the other awake.
"That was the best sleep I've gotten in weeks, Tsu."
"Me too, Ki. And we owe it all to our new blanket."
Their "blanket", as it happened, was a bright red lion by the name of Agata. Due to a spot of mischief by the two fox kits involving a pair of sledgehammers and a large boulder, he was currently in a very flattened state, making him the perfect source of shelter and warmth for the night. He himself was just waking up as well.
"Come on, Ki. Let's go get some food."
"I was thinking the same thing, Tsu."
Tsu and Ki got out from under Agata and began to roll him up, starting at the feet and with him facing outwards. The lion attempted to cry out in protest, but could barely make any noise
Payback Time -Kane-Heh... Indigo will never know what hit her.Payback Time -Kane- by sonicinterface
After a recent incident where Indigo had crushed him flat and made him into a sunshade for her car's windshield, Kane had finally decided to draw the line. He'd spent the past month planning his revenge against her, and now it was time.
Kane had enlisted Red's help in giving Indigo what she deserved; the robin had agreed to help largely because the plan would involve a bit of physical compression on her part, if you get my drift. Now the wolf and robin stood together at Indigo's doorstep. Red rang the front doorbell while Kane slipped around back.
A moment later, Indigo opened the door. "Oh, hi, Red. What brings you here? ...Wait, I can guess. You want me to..."
"Yep. I got a little bored, so I thought I'd come down early this week. Say, what have you been working on recently?"
"I've been crafting some new molds for the furnace.
Curtains II -Kane-*BZZK* *BZZK* *BZZK* *BZZK* *BZZK*Curtains II -Kane- by sonicinterface
Indigo's eyes shot open, and she yawned and stretched as she climbed out of bed. She quickly went for her alarm clock and turned it off.
"Morning already? Ugh... I'd better get breakfast started, I guess."
Indigo's bedroom was for the most part decorated just like any normal bedroom, but if there was one piece of decor that definitely didn't fit in with the rest, it was the pair of oddly colored window drapes blocking out the sun. There was a very good reason for this: up until early the previous evening, those curtains had been a gray wolf by the name of Kane. Said wolf's current state was due to Indigo's creativity and the application of a number of tools including a rolling pin, a sewing machine, a pizza cutter, and a steam iron.
As Indigo went for the door, she quickly caught herself.
"...Oh! Of course. I promised I'd turn Kane back first thing this morning. Sorry about t
Trash Compactor -Kane-"Alright, Indigo-- what was it you wanted me to come over to see?"Trash Compactor -Kane- by sonicinterface
Kane had very reluctantly accepted an invitation from Indigo to come over to her house to see something. He didn't want to, but his friends had convinced him it'd be rather impolite to turn her down.
Indigo led Kane into her kitchen, where a tall, metallic cabinet-like thing stood against the wall. She opened it up, revealing an inner chamber protected by glass. A piston dominated the ceiling of the chamber, and shortly below it a hatch was built into the glass.
"...What exactly IS that?"
"It's a trash compactor. I just had it installed, and I'm about to try it out for the first time."
Kane didn't like where this appeared to be headed, but he breathed a small sigh of relief when Indigo left and returned with a bag full of trash. She opened a hatch at the top of the compactor's enclosure and poured the bag's contents in.
"Alright, Kane. Here goes nothing!"
Riding the Wind -Kane-"Caught you again, Kane! Stop struggling, this won't take long."Riding the Wind -Kane- by sonicinterface
Once again, Indigo had managed to catch Kane in the park. The wolf had figured a different route than normal would let him avoid her, and he'd almost been successful, but she'd spotted him at the last minute and chased him down. He would've gotten away if he hadn't stumbled over that curb.
Now Kane was down on his back, with Indigo standing over him. She had him thoroughly pinned down so he wouldn't be able to escape. The whole thing had evidently been like a simple game of cat and mouse to her.
Realizing struggle was futile, Kane lay still as Indigo took out her rolling pin (did she bring that thing with her every time she went out?), lay it over his chest, and pressed down.
"I really wish I could press you thinner, Kane. Maybe I need to lift some weights or something."
Kane said nothing. Indigo gently moved the rolling pin upwards, flattening K
A New Attitude -Kane-Somewhere in the back of his mind, Kane couldn't believe he was doing this.A New Attitude -Kane- by sonicinterface
Over the past week, Kane and Red had chatted quite a bit. Somehow, she'd convinced him that he'd enjoy getting squished flat if he just approached it in the right frame of mind. She'd even flattened him a few times herself and he'd gotten to the point where he didn't mind it.
Deep breaths... in... out... in... out. This won't be so bad.
Now, Kane stood in front of Indigo's house. He walked up to it and rang the doorbell. A moment later, she answered.
"Oh! Hello, Kane! What brings you here?"
"Indigo... I've been talking with Red, and... I think she's gotten me to understand a few things..."
Kane was still nervous. Finally he stood firm.
"Indigo, I'm not afraid anymore. Flatten me."
"Flatten me. I can take it. I don't want to run away from you anymore."
Indigo was too surprised t
The Ballad of Tailsko - Ch. 4Chapter 4: But Someone Quite Shady / Approached The Young Lady / And Gave Her a Deal That Seemed FunThe Ballad of Tailsko - Ch. 4 by sonicinterface
"Yeah... let's go."
Tails revved up the Tornado's engine, and after a moment they left the ground. Tailsko watched them depart, then went back inside.
Hmf. As if I'd ever want to go back to associating myself with HIM.
As Tailsko watched her twin and his hedgehog companion go, a cloaked figure stepped in through the back door.
"Excuse me... Tailsko?"
Tailsko whipped around.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?"
The figure did not reveal himself.
"Never you mind the answers to those questions. However... I couldn't help but overhear a bit of that conversation. It sounds like you have a bit of a grudge against a certain twin of yours."
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. What's it to you?"
Where had Tailsko gotten such sass? It definitely hadn't been inherited from Tails... had it?
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Real World Poetry by JJ-Lit
Soft poetry has its place
and time, but so does poetry like this,
and I agree with the author that creativity
is always the main ingredient of a good poem
(whether that poem is soft or harsh).
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The Cat Burglar -Trade-The stronghold was set in the middle of a mountain range. It was guarded around the clock, and many high-tech security measures guarded the treasure within. It almost seemed like a challenge for thieves to come and try their luck.
Of course, someone took the challenge.
A black figure coasted across the night sky, directly towards the stronghold. It was none other than the elastic black cat known as Blinkie. She'd molded her arms and hands into a hang glider for the trip, and was enjoying the sensation of the air rushing over, under, and around her.
As she passed over the stronghold, Blinkie retracted her arms back to their normal shape, dropping down onto the roof. The impact briefly squashed her down to a fraction of her normal height, but she popped back without difficulty.
Alright, here I am. I just have to sneak in, steal the diamond, and get out.
Blinkie scanned the roof for potential entrances. A circular hatch ca
Land of Giants -Toon- -Req.-Sophie beamed as she reexamined the leaflet the supervisor had given her. She was sure she'd fit right in where she was going.
Out of boredom, she'd wandered over to the Universal Teleport Station and decided to pop into another world for a spell. According to the leaflet, the world she was headed for followed similar laws of physics to her own, but every single one of its residents was a giant multiple stories tall. As a wingless dragon who herself was as big of a house at full size, she didn't hesitate to sign up for transit.
"Okay, miss, the portal's active. You can go ahead and step through any..."
Sophie had already dived into the purple light.
The multicolored world on the other side of the portal was an impressive contrast from the plain white teleport chamber. Sophie had landed in the middle of a humongous town, with buildings and mostly deserted sidewalks as far as she could see. She felt very small, which for her was an incredibl
Table for Three -Req.-"Look, Lizzie, it doesn't matter how you count them. Two chairs can't sit three people."
The wolf twins Lizzie and Abbe sat on opposite ends of a table out on their back porch. A week ago, Lizzie had insisted on picking out this particular table-and-chairs set because it matched her green fur; the problem was that today they were expecting a third party, and didn't have a chair to spare.
"C'mon, Abbe! There's gotta be a way to make it work. We didn't invite Tom over just to turn him away because he doesn't have a place to sit."
Lizzie got to her feet and studied the bright green chair she'd been sitting on. Confused, Abbe stood up and made her way around the table to stand beside her sister.
"What are you thinking, Lizzie?"
"Well... maybe if we take this chair apart, we can put the pieces back together in such a way that we make TWO chairs. You know, like in that mathematics textbook."
"Lizzie, I don't think that's the way it--"
"I'm gonna try it.
A Beast in the Valley -Trade-The temple was well hidden in the woods, nearly impossible to find except by accident. Wolfen Down had stumbled upon it quite by chance in an attempt to take a shortcut. He seemed to have a knack for discovering ancient temples.
Two rather aged wolf statues guarded the temple entrance. Inside, a third statue firmly clutched a crystal ball; there seemed to be no way to remove the ball from the statue's hands.
Weird. That ball HAS to be important. I can sense some sort of energy inside it.
Wolfen cautiously reached out and touched the ball with one finger. Immediately he pulled his hand away as he felt his canine instincts act up.
What the...? Okay, whatever this thing is, it's dangerous. Maybe I can...
Taking a deep breath, Wolfen placed his right hand-- the one he always wore the Infinity Gauntlet on-- palm-first against the ball's surface. Then he focused.
Energy crackled across his fingertips. For a moment, his hand was glued in place as energy flowed between
The Wicked Wild -Trade-"Oof!"
Kaitlin and Leon Down landed in a heap on an unfamiliar patch of ground. Only minutes ago (from their perspective), they'd been locked up together in a cage. Kaitlin had tried to shoot the lock off with an energy blast, only for Leon to slow down time, cut deliberately in front of her, and take the shot instead. The resulting overload had pinged both of them into another time and place altogether, as was rather typical for their adventures.
"Leon, you did that on purpose!"
"Well, yeah, I did... look at it this way: we're not stuck in a cage anymore, right?"
"The phrase 'out of the frying pan and into the fire' comes to mind..."
Kaitlin let out a frustrated sigh as she and her twin brother stood up and looked around. The warp had dumped the two of them in a clearing in a large jungle. Trees and bushes of many different sorts dotted the landscape.
"It's beautiful," the cobra remarked. "We should start bringing a camera with us when we travel."
Pool Party -Trade-The pool party was that afternoon, and Lizzie and Abbe still hadn't been able to secure a good pool toy for the occasion. Every toy was too expensive, or too ugly, or too... well, Abbe seemed to be a bit picky when it came to pool toys.
"Stop stalling, Abbe!" Lizzie moped as the two of them scanned the shelves of one last sporting goods store. "Let's just pick one and get it over with!"
"It's the middle of summer, Lizzie," the blue wolf reminded her twin sister. "If it were good someone would've bought it by now. You were the one who thought it could wait until the last minute."
"Well, if all else fails..."
"We've been over this already. Big, round balloons don't make good pool toys. Besides, the last time we tried it I kept tipping upside-down and getting water up my nose."
Abbe turned around to scour the shelves again... and caught sight of something behind all the inflatables she'd deemed too ugly. Rushing in, she dug through and uncovered i
Valley of Rotting Flesh -Trade-"Look... Leon... I know I divided the candy equally. You're just hiding some so you can get more than your fair share!"
Halloween night was upon the Valley of Venom, and the Down twins had just finished trick-or-treating. Kaitlin (dressed as a sorceress) had taken the liberty of sorting the candy, but her brother Leon (who'd gone as a vampire) was insistent that his share was smaller than it was supposed to be.
"Nuh-uh! You just want to keep more for yourself!"
"I counted them and gave you half! You're the cheater here!"
The argument quickly turned into a shouting match. Finally, the cobra blew her top, and shot off an energy blast at the wolf.
It wasn't until both their visions went purple that Kaitlin remembered why aiming her energy blasts at her brother was generally a bad idea.
When the light faded, the room had been replaced with the street just outside. Kaitlin groaned as she and Leon got to their feet (a few pieces of can
What Lurks Within -Trade-The gray wolf stood at the entrance to the maze. His appearance was one of a hero, with blue eyes and brown hair. Thirteen other Mobians of varying species, six male and seven female, had already entered the maze, but the wolf didn't have faith that they would return.
As the wolf stepped towards the entrance, a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned, and found himself making eye contact with a female red echidna. She was dressed in black robes and wore a patch over her left eye, and a few of her quills in her forehead were purple.
"Prince Theseus of Athens," the echidna greeted the wolf coldly.
"Lady Kia of Crete," the wolf responded in turn. "Caretaker of the maze and the Minotaur."
"Don't think I didn't recognize you, Prince Theseus, even if the guards didn't. I don't need my 'eye of scrying' to know your face when I see it."
To emphasize that last bit, Lady Kia flipped up her eyepatch, revealing a small crystal ball she used as a glass eye, b
Taffy Black -Trade-"Okay, everyone," the director called out, "we begin filming the next scene in one minute! Take your places and get into character!"
The filming of Taffy Black's pilot episode was well under way at the television studio (the same studio, incidentally, responsible for the game show Nothing Flat). Cameramen and sound technicians were stationed at every appropriate location, ready to catch everything, while the actors rehearsed their lines.
The actress playing the titular super-heroine, a black cat by the name of Blinkie, stood ready in an appropriate spot. She was dressed in a bright orange latex bodysuit that hugged her fur so tightly it might as well have been part of her body, although her head and tail remained bare; a circular emblem depicting the letters "TB" adorned her chest. She also wore a mask of the same color, framing her green eyes perfectly. Glancing at the director, she yawned and stretched-- and I do mean stretched, as h
Fancharacter Profile: TashakoType of character: Sonicverse (more specifically lizardman22's interpretation thereof)
Name: Tashako (tuh-SHAH-koh) Ana
Age: About 20
Species: Anaconda (Mobian)
Occupation: Writer and storyteller
Tashako is a slight bit taller than most Mobians. His primary body color is a dark yellow, sort of golden, about BFBF00 in RGB hexadecimal. His chest and mouth area, as well as the underside of his tail, are a slightly lighter yellow, around CCCC00. He has no eye color; his eyes are black. He has arms and legs, but lacks toes.
His entire body, except for his head, is covered in a pattern of black spots. The spots on his torso are each about an inch in diameter, whereas the ones on his arms, legs, and tail are smaller. His tail is about as long as he is tall, and has an oval-shaped cross section with the thinnest portion vertical; he lets it fall slack and tra
Character profile: Travis -Trade-"Hey, Tally! Today I'm looking for a metal pole or beam about yay long, five or so meters of electrical wire, and three incandescent light bulbs-- they don't have to be in working order, but the glass has to be intact. If you find them, meet me at the old fountain at dusk and I'll swap you two freshly made turkey sandwiches on rye bread for them." --Travis
Type of character: The Wastelands
Name: Travis Jumper - alias "Travis the Trader"
Age: Around 25
Race/species: Leopard (anthro)
Family: No relatives of his have ever been seen around the Wastelands. Allegedly has a kid sister named Katie who's currently in grade school.
Travis is fit-- not overly muscular, but fit. His proportions are average, and his eyes are brown. His primary fur color is orange-yellow (#FFBF00 in standard RRGGBB hexadecimal), which fades to white around h
Character profile: Joy"All around me, people flatten each other without a care... it's almost as if people like me, who consider it so unpleasant, aren't supposed to exist." --Joy
Type of character: Cartoon 'verse
Name: Joy Hunter
Age: Early 30's
Joy's primary body color is dark green (in standard RRGGBB hexadecimal, it'd be about #008000). Her eyes are brown, and she has a fairly standard build for her species. She has a lighter patch of green (#00C000) on her belly and around her snout and paws. Her ears are floppy and reach almost to her cheeks, and her tail is slim and of moderate length. Her paws have black pads.
Unlike most toons, she never goes unclothed; she's not comfortable showing that much of herself. When on duty, she'll wear a standard postal uniform, whereas in more casual situations she'll opt for a two-piece black bikini. She's also willing to dress fancily sho
Wolfsong :Trade:The parrot sighed as he made his way to his favourite outdoor cafe, the day's troubles weighing heavily on his mind. For some reason it felt like today had been more hectic than usual at the customer service desk where he worked. So many people, each demanding that he solve their problems. So many complaints. It didn't help that today, of all days, the staff at the service desk had found themselves short-handed due to a couple sickies. The parrot rubbed his temples as he found a table and sat down. Sometimes he felt so lost. It was though among all the customers, swamped by their personal issues, he ceased to exist as a person. It made him wonder why he even bothered to make the effort and front up the next day.
"What else would I do though?" he mused.
He couldn't exactly quit. He needed the money. But the fantasy still remained: To get away from it all and never have to bother with the stress again. He raised his hand, hoping to catch the eye of the waitress, but she continued on her
Snap stood at the top of the hill, looking down at the set-up below. The grass on the steep slope had been mowed short. Large colorfully painted wooden logs had been embedded into the ground. And a fence of metal sheeting framed out a wide field of play. The thylacine smiled, spotting a figure waiting at the bottom of the hill and waved. Opal, his close friend, waved back, taking up her position between two large rubber-padded paddles.
"OK, Opal," Snap called out. "Try the left one first."
Opal complied. She picked up a length of rope, and gave it a tug. A series of pulleys went into motion, taking up the slack, and with smooth ease, the left paddle moved.
"Great," Snap yelled. "Now the right."
Again Opal did as instructed, repeating the process with another length of rope.
Snap limbered up and mentally prepared himself. With one final look down the hill, he backed up, and then dashed forward. The thylacine hit his mark perfectly, and jumped. Briefly he felt himself hover
Black and White: Hospital Hi-Jinks
Black and White sat happily on the hospital bed, watching the doctor examine their recent x-rays. The physician seemed puzzled by what he saw. Slowly he glanced at White, and then back to the dragon's x-ray. Sitting proudly in the center of the picture was the rectangular shape of a book. He could even read the title, a fact he attributed to White's cartoon nature.
"So let me get this straight," the doctor said. "For no reason at all, you decided to eat a thesaurus?"
As if on cue, White gave a little belch, bits of paper fluttering from his mouth.
"I had a reason," White said. "It was delicious. Tasty. Delectable. Savory. Uh, uh..."
"Yummy?" Black offered.
The doctor sighed and looked at Black.
"And you followed up that act by swallowing a light bulb?" he asked.
Black nodded and grinned, a soft 60 watt glow emanating from the back of his throat.
"I wasn't as hungry as White," he replied. "I just wanted a light snack."
The doctor groaned. He could forgive the dragons for
Puppy Troubles :Trade:"ROVER!"
Rover the werewolf jumped and bolted when he heard the angry cry from Spin the black widow. He had no idea why she was mad, but every instinct told him to make himself as scarce as possible before she found him. He bounded through the scout hall, desperately searching for a place to hide. Skidding around a corner, Rover gave a strangled yelp. In his panic he had taken a wrong turn, and now found himself face-to-face with one furious black widow.
"There you are, you flea-bitten mongrel!" Spin hissed.
Rover immediately began to plead.
"I'm innocent, Spin! I didn't do anything. I swear."
Spin growled, her hands balled into fists by her side.
"How many times have I told you not to chew on my new shoes?" she said menacingly.
Rover shook his head quickly, an act that would have been comical had he not been so terrified.
"I'd never do that," Rover protested. "I promise, Spin. I'd never chew your new shoes, especially after the last time you told me off for doing it. I..."
Always Be Prepared :Trade:Finn the swamp monster stepped back and wiped his brow, scanning an eye over the freshly cleaned floor before him. He gave a satisfied sigh of contentment. It had taken him hours, but the floor was now so clean one could eat off of it. Finn could even see his own reflection in the bright white tiles. The swamp monster smiled at a job well done. He even began to wonder if Crimson the vampire bat would recommend him for a merit badge. Finn bent down and picked up his pail, making sure not to spill any of the dirty water within. Suddenly a loud bang surprised him, and Finn looked up in time to see the front door of the house fly open, a shaggy form bounding in. Finn's daydreams were shattered. Mud and muck was scattered everywhere as Rover the werewolf ran excitedly over to his friend and Spooky Scout troop-mate. A dirty, disgusting bone was held tightly between his powerful jaws. Finn's eyes widened in horror. His clean floor was now covered in muddy footprints, and he knew there was mor