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Bloodthirsty Baby V.S. Doc Baby: 1.1
Art, colouring, and writing done by PotatoCat.
Chapter 14
“H-how?” Colonel stuttered. “How is this here? Why are there more?!” Colonel was standing in a room filled with chaos. He had just been confronted by a device that was directly linked with what Colonel could only imagine was a dimension filled with death, destruction, and lots of people like Corbin. “Oh, uh, h-hey, Colonel!” Aniko waved nervously at him. “How ya been?” “How did you two even get here?!” Colonel shook his hands at them. Aniko and River at…
Chapter 13
River was not liking the life of a monk. Not that she was a monk; that would several steps too far for her. No, she was just bored. The monks were actually pretty cool. When the party had shown up to the Monastery of Oghma, they were accepted with open arms. They all shared a pleasant room together; it was large and comfortable. There was ample room for everyone to have their own space–which, after the pirate ship, was more…
Chapter 12
When Aniko woke, a small patch of sunlight was streaming through the small port window. She stretched, and looked over at the other beds. Spoons was still asleep, curled under the piles of blankets Marigold had insisted on adding on top of him. Marigold was also asleep, chewing her thumb. Salty was supposed to be watching Molly, but Aniko had a feeling he was out too. Her suspicions were confirmed when Aniko found Salty slumped against the prison door. Rolling…
Here Comes Butterball
(To the tune of “Here Comes Santa Claus”) Here comes Butterball Here comes Butterball Right down Butterball Lane She’s gonna kick you if you Steal fries from her plate First, she’ll befriend you Then, she’ll rob you Then, she’ll run away So hide your valuables and Say your prayers ‘Cause Butterball comes today Here comes Butterball Here comes Butterball Right down Butterball Lane She’s got a bag that’s filled with gold From boys and girls again If you hear those…
How River Stole Christmas
Every Who Down in Who-ville Like Christmas a lot… But River Who lived just north of Who-ville Did NOT! River hated Christmas! The Holiday season! Now, really, don’t ask why. Not a soul knew the reason. It might simply be that her shawl was too tight. It might simply be that she hated the lights. The real reason, however, that she was a rot, Was Santa broke into houses while River could not. But, Whatever the reason, Her shawl or…
Chapter 11
They all ran. Salty was the first one to bolt. He wasn’t a good runner, so when Aniko followed suit, pulling Marigold behind her, she quickly surpassed him. Spoons was the last to go, barely escaping the fumbling hands of the meat-puppets that coasted silently behind them. Aniko didn’t know what to think. She couldn’t, really. Her tired mind was too overwhelmed to process anything she just saw, to make any sort of connection. All that was in her mind…
Chapter 10
It had been two days since Spoons had been attacked. Two days since anyone had seen the strange dark thing. The storm had blown the whole boat off course by a week or so, and everyone had to settle down for a longer journey than had been expected. Colonel was still reeling from the fact that his party was left to deal with the slither-thing all by themselves. Everyone else seemed to be more or less convinced that they could…