Sharing the Ride
"alright folks, should have you at the convention centre in about twenty minutes, traffic being what it is. buzz the intercom if you need anything."
Mating Season
Meghan was lucky to score a room in the hotel the convention was in, sharing with a close friend whose first day was spent in one of the booths.
Blast From the Past Chapter 1
He was this close to cutting her time at the convention short, but she talked him down from that, reminding him that it was the goodwill of the fans that kept her making them money.
World in Conflict Ch4 Talyxians
The first convention.
Anthroa & Company -- Chapter 1
The convention center was scene of controlled chaos, for it was the annual yc in furopolis, which stands for yiff convention.
Who would win ? Machine city Matrix or skynet terminator
Single entity uses conventional style robots machine city greatest assets.
The Map of gilgama Chapter 1
Nothing much could be said for the convention. people were sharing a love for something abnormal or animated. even the few who got really into it dressing up. deloy sadly wasn't cosplaying. he couldn't afford it. but this convention far different.
Gravity chapter 6
Flug took his time getting to the next convention area. he had plenty. and he wanted to be ready...
Collared on the con floor
This short story was originally [posted to Twitter](https://twitter.com/ViroTestTubeAD/status/934864591452024834) serially as a run up to Midwest Furfest 2017...
Attar of Blue Roses, Part 2
They're paying for me to be there, hoping that my name will bring more fans to their convention. i'm there for the fans, because they make it worthwhile for me to do this insane voice.
Invitation to a Spitroast
He re-read the invitation again, just to make sure he understood it. 'Room 4356, Skunks Only. No other friends allowed please. Come as you are for some Skunk fun! 10 PM til ?? Meet friends, share stories and laughs!' Wow. Someone actually invited him...
Golden Presumptions
Kinda reminds me of that fantasy convention i wanted to go to with him, but can't, because neither of us have the money for the insane registration. and my favourite writer is going to be there, too. fuck. i glance back at the text he sent me.