Co-Workers Ch. 2

"No. NO! You're fucking kidding me! How can they get away with that?!" Gabrina stared in disbelief at her phone as the lawyer on the other end continued to throw legalese at her. "No, you listen to me, you shyster- yes, shyster, look it up you dipshit!...

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Mile Marker Redux: Florida to New York

After a certain point, you get a feel for the road. You talk to a guy with under ten years of experience, and he'll go on about knowin' what the truck's gonna do over any particular type of pavement, whether it's miles of straight black asphalt...

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It's Not a Competition

"I don't see what the confusion is, Mr. Hal Gibson." Mandarin snapped, deliberately using his full name to annoy him. "I need the lab for a project I am working on, and all you have to do is get out of my way and let me do it. Is that so difficult to...

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Going Ape

Hello all! Its Sid here with another story brought to you by Grifterwolf!!!! Both of these characters are mine. The sun was setting as Allen made his way east down Riverside Parkway, he did the same routine on an almost daily basis, and if he had to,...

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The Look

Ahoy there, furries, and welcome back to Fae's Christmas Music Special! 2014 has kicked off a little late because life has been crazy these last few months, but it's here at last! As with previous years, you have five days and five stories as my...

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Trucker Bears - Grunt

_[Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/Toonces) If you enjoy the story, please leave a comment!_ --- Among truckers, you can always tell who's new by who grunts. It's not a...

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Oh Councilor, My Councilor

Oh Councilor, My Councilor "Please, you said you'd come this weekend," Michelle stated for the second time during lunch. "Alright, I'll come if you'll let me eat in peace and quiet." That's me and for the past few weeks my friend Michelle has...

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Mr. Wilderman

Mr. Wilderman Max sat in his English class, waiting as the clock strained to reach 3:30. The grey wolf was approximately 6' 2", and possessed a solid, somewhat defined muscular structure. He wore a black T-shirt, and blue shorts that had a white...

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Skipping a Generation

If you had asked me about Johannes Kaufmann when I was younger, I would have told you that he was the coldest, meanest old bear I had ever met. All I could gather about him during my adolescence was that he had attached himself to my family for reasons...

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Lose a friend, gain a lover.

"David, will you calm down?" It was David's idea to invite me over, "It will suit you well." He said. "Clear up the stress." He said. But this whole trip has been nothing but a fiasco, a fucking rotten fiasco. First he forgets to load the gas, and...

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Change of luck

Roy never had an easy life and the last five years he'd spent in prison weren't exactly the greatest either. Now though things were looking up, new neighbourhood, new job and a new lease on life. The street he'd been relocated to was rather quiet...

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Redwoods

"Lookit! There, do you see it?" "No, I can't!" "Right _there_! Right in front of us!" I strain to see out the windshield, following my father's pointing finger into the dark woods all around us. At first,...

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