(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…
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…
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…
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…
“What?!” The group was struggling to move up the hallway with the boat rocking back and forth with each powerful wave. Black Molly was leading them, taking them back the same way they’d come to get to their cell. “How many times am I gonna have to tell your friend the same thing!” Black Molly growled angrily over the noise of the storm. “As many times as it takes it to sink in for him!” Aniko yelled back. “Sink in?!”…
The massive ship loomed above their own, towering into the sky like a dark storm cloud. It had been an surprisingly uneventful trip, with clear skies and soaring hearts. That was, until both River and Aniko got bored and Colonel started to worry about their supplies. “It just makes me worried!” he moaned on their eighth day of travel, a little over halfway there. “What if we run out and starve?!” “We’ll be fiiiiine!” Aniko had shrugged while she and…
Drawings and inking done by PotatoCat. Colors and watercolors done by SquirrelHat.
The team was huddled around a diagram River had sketched in the thick dust that coated the floor of the kitchen in Lux’s castle. They had been there together in the kitchen for about twenty minutes, and were so far lucky to remain hidden. Apparently no one thought to check the kitchen, or maybe they simply hadn’t gotten to it yet. Either way, the group was hurriedly making a plan. A plan, which, to Aniko, was a bad idea to…
The cold wind blew through the empty streets, whipping Aziminil’s hair in front of her face. The group had set out to rescue Colonel Popcorn after breaking the door down in the safe house with Autumn and Cordelia. They hadn’t been too happy with them, and Aziminil felt kinda bad about it. Still, she couldn’t imagine Colonel all alone in some prison cell, so she forced herself to continue with only seven apologies. She was still pondering if the duo…
I saw the woman in the white dress right after my dentist appointment. I wasn’t doing anything special: it was a normal night. My appointment had been close to their closing time, so by the time I was done, the sun had already set. I had just gotten the news that I had a nice, healthy set of three cavities that would have to be filled, so, in anticipation of the pain I would have to endure next week, I…