FFA, feeding themes in this chapter
She watched from the shadows as her creation approached the unsuspecting employee.
“Hi!” The little boy with spiked honey brown hair smiled at the grownup sitting in the waiting area.
The adult looked at the child blinking. “Are you-? How are you-? Who are you?” Brow furrowed in confusion.
The boy smiled innocently and said, “I am you. Your younger you. I am here because you work yourself too hard. Here have a chocolate marshmallow pie.” He opened his empty palm and a round chocolate disk appeared out of thin air.
She takes note that the man is v
The Fry Guys, their fries are the best by jenemc2, literature
Literature
The Fry Guys, their fries are the best
My friend and I decided to go out for lunch on an ordinary day. We were arguing about where we should go for a quick bite when a new restaurant caught our eyes. We discussed the pros and cons of trying out a new eatery before we just decided to hell with it and try it out for future reference. On the outside it blended in with the rest of the downtown area with the basic red brick face. In the front window was a typical neon sign with the name, "Fry Guys" with the words; "Try our fries, they're better than the other guys" in subscript underneath. Going inside we noticed there was hardly anyone there. This looked a bit suspicious to me. If the
The Nutcracker
Clara was amongst family and friends in her family's ginormous celebration room. It was Christmas Eve and everyone was in high spirits. The older children had just finished decorating the tree while the adults mingled and the younger ones were talking about the anticipation of presents. Clara was a smoky-grey furred anthro cat with a long tail with a yellow tip and blonde hair that was pulled back into pigtails. Her eyes were as yellow as a lemon. She was in her early teens; just hitting puberty and had a slender figure. Her father was a very influential person in the area, so the parties he throws are humongous. Especially t
FFA, feeding themes in this chapter
She watched from the shadows as her creation approached the unsuspecting employee.
“Hi!” The little boy with spiked honey brown hair smiled at the grownup sitting in the waiting area.
The adult looked at the child blinking. “Are you-? How are you-? Who are you?” Brow furrowed in confusion.
The boy smiled innocently and said, “I am you. Your younger you. I am here because you work yourself too hard. Here have a chocolate marshmallow pie.” He opened his empty palm and a round chocolate disk appeared out of thin air.
She takes note that the man is v
The Fry Guys, their fries are the best by jenemc2, literature
Literature
The Fry Guys, their fries are the best
My friend and I decided to go out for lunch on an ordinary day. We were arguing about where we should go for a quick bite when a new restaurant caught our eyes. We discussed the pros and cons of trying out a new eatery before we just decided to hell with it and try it out for future reference. On the outside it blended in with the rest of the downtown area with the basic red brick face. In the front window was a typical neon sign with the name, "Fry Guys" with the words; "Try our fries, they're better than the other guys" in subscript underneath. Going inside we noticed there was hardly anyone there. This looked a bit suspicious to me. If the
The Nutcracker
Clara was amongst family and friends in her family's ginormous celebration room. It was Christmas Eve and everyone was in high spirits. The older children had just finished decorating the tree while the adults mingled and the younger ones were talking about the anticipation of presents. Clara was a smoky-grey furred anthro cat with a long tail with a yellow tip and blonde hair that was pulled back into pigtails. Her eyes were as yellow as a lemon. She was in her early teens; just hitting puberty and had a slender figure. Her father was a very influential person in the area, so the parties he throws are humongous. Especially t
Coming home after a long day at school, I was almost too exhausted to lock the door behind me. I threw my bags onto the couch and slumped into the cushions next to them. I closed my eyes and breathed out slowly, letting well deserved relaxation drain through my body. I was barely sitting a minute, though, before I was disturbed by a gurgling rumble from my empty stomach. I opened my eyes in, at first, vexation, but I soon sighed and laid a hand on the soft protrusion comfortingly.
Poor thing, I thought. I never had a chance to stop and get something to eat today before coming home. My stomach grumbled again, and I knew that I was not g
It was an ordinary afternoon in a normal everyday household. Marge was a single mom with a kid named Renee. Marge was a decent cook when it came to vegetables but not much else. So every meal consisted of nothing but vegetables. She didn’t do it because she was strict, she just couldn’t prepare anything else. “Renee! Time for dinner! It’s cabbage and tomato stew!”-she called out. Renee was a skinny, healthy, 8 year old girl. She was very obedient and loved her mom very much, she was the type of girl to eat her vegetables but she was starting to long for variety.
Renee came downstairs and asked her mom, “Ve
One special angel is on a mission to protect the planet Earth before the Devil takes over God's creation. What Michael doesn't know is that this mission is not only going to test his bravery, leadership, and smarts. What he finds out will make him see everything in a different light.
 
Chapter 1
I was called to His private office; He wanted to send me on a special request. I am an angel from Heaven and God is my boss. I am only 170 years old which makes me a much younger angel than most of the ones that he calls on for special requests. In comparison to the years down on Earth, if I am 203 in Heaven then if I were to go down to Ear
Prologue
I have no mirrors in my house, or else I turn to stone. I am Medusa Gorgon. When I am in public I wear a burka and sunglasses, that way no one turns to stone. I go around the streets of Greece seeing everyone all happy. As for me, I am always upset. I can't socialize with mortals the way they socialize with each other. In that way, I get depressed. My life isn't all that exciting. When I hear humans talk about Greek mythology they refer to me as being evil. As opposed to common belief, I am quite civil. It's my other sisters that started those rumors about me being evil. They're the ones that are evil, not me.
I have a human job. I