Canine Divine (Gift)
**Canine Divine** _Written by Amethyst Mare (Arian Mabe) for D.C. Yote_ _Happy birthday!_ D.C. Yote heaved a sigh as he padded into the hallway of the townhouse, which was one of many abodes that he could call home, though each and every one held a...
Parent-Teacher Conference
I sat on the ottoman, trying not to sulk. Dad sat on one side of our big couch (the Fucking Couch, he calls it, though you could add "Fucking" to any piece of furniture in our house and it would likely be accurate). My sixth-grade teacher Mr. Corneil...
"Raddlepated," Will of the Alpha 2 Teaser
_Olan Chennock sat in a dark corner booth of Aerach's Public House & Inn, and waited._ _An unread copy of the Londonderry Sentinel lay before him on the table, folded as it had come from the dispenser outside the pub's heavy oaken doors with their...
Two Caballeros. Two Gay Caballeros.
"Tell me, Panchito," asked the parrot while lazily swirling his margarita. "Have you ever been to Baía?" He licked a bit of salt from the rim and chased it with a long draw on his straw. After a few rounds he'd decided to just buy the bottle and mix...
Carpe Diem, Carpe Pater 2: Reciprocity
I once read an article about how technology is doing more to keep us apart even as we think it's bringing us together. I mean, it's nice when some celebrity or politician makes a gaffe (which is bullshit; their truth slips out and then they backpedal)...
Couch Forts and Pup Tents
"Come on, Hector! You gotta help me! It's gotta be big...the biggest one yet." As Jouisse says this his index finger is poking incessantly at my shoulder, working toward a bruise. If he keeps that up, he's never going to get my help with his couch...
In Season
_A domestic coyote on the search for some tail (literally and figuratively) comes across a wild-ish doe, but what he doesn't know is that he's being hunted while he hunts. But who pays the price?_ \*\*\* Once again, Reece found himself out in the...
Ego and I.D.
For about the twentieth time since the semester began, I find myself wondering how I ended up living with such a slob. I mean, how hard can putting dishes away be? Too hard, evidently. For a guy who plays video games way more than he studies,...
Training Wheels
"You sure you don't want any more?" He looks over his glasses, across to me, with a combination of concern and insistence. A plate of uneaten steaks occupies the center of the table. He cooked a dozen, but with all the mashed potatoes and bread on the...
Copping a Feel(ing a Cop)
I sit on the edge of my bed with my head in my paws and listen to the furor of my pulse inside my heaving chest. Between my fingers I see slices of boring beige carpet, given a bluish tint by my paused video game. The reality of what I'm about to do...
That Feeling You Get (An Ode to Dads)
_That feeling you get_ in the pit of your stomach when you're pawing off on your bed and you can hear him trudging up the stairs coming down the hall pausing outside your door and you can see the shadows of his feet and you wonder if he can hear...
Trial Run- Commission
**Trial Run** _ _ _Written by Amethyst Mare (Arian Mabe)_ _Commissioned by D.C. Yote_ _ _ "Just date him already." In one of the Shepsisters many, sumptuous, living rooms, Danica sprawled on a crimson armchair, legs hooked over the opposite...