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On a cold damp night, everything seemed no different than any other as Bernard swept his  long hair to one side out of his many eyes. He was reading a book, mumbling to himself while he laid on his bed. Apple Tart laid across his back, slightly peeking out his shoulder from time to time to observe while drifting in and out of sleep.    The tattered, old looking book consisted of different ways to tend to and...

Satchet held her nubs up defensively as the large crystallized monster growled in frustration. "I promise that's all I know," she repeated with a wavering voice as she tried to stay calm. The monster made glaring eye contact for a silent moment, his intimidating presence swallowing her smaller form before he let out an annoyed huff in her direction and made an attempt to lean closer to the little purple plush paca. With his movements the other standard paca that...

“Really did it this time, Honeybun,” Citron spoke softly as he tightened a bandage across his partner’s abdomen. “I almost had him,” TKO insisted, looking up to Citron from where he lay on his back. He was absolutely covered in bumps and scratches from the big boxing match last night. A good night’s rest had allowed time for t...