The Box
_I wrote this story in 2004 as an attempt at writing something romantic without being too sappy. It was tricky, but I actually got inspired early on somehow and wrote the whole thing in a single night. Don't worry. It's the last time I'll do anything...
The Box
It was just a box, wasn't it? You would stare down at the cardboard box, uncertain. You couldn't think of anyone that would send you anything, and your bank account was too small to afford anything. Slowly, curiosity gets the better of you, and...
The Wox in the Box
This is a request from my friend Styx\_Fhang. The character Fhang belongs to him. Fhang, in a dreamy, half-sleep stupor, was aware of only one thing: floating. In the shapeless dreamscape, the young wox's body felt as though it was being lifted, by...
Pizza Box
The buzzer; then the knock; then the pizza. That was how the night was supposed to go. Pizza and a movie, maybe video games, and maybe while he looked at porn later that night. Cold pizza and edging went well together, so thought Pheeze. Instead, the...
A Different Kind of Babysitter - Part 15 - Epilogue
Martin and Olivia returned from the hospital with their new son. It had been a difficult delivery, but everyone was happy to see that they had a healthy baby boy. At the party, Martin's former rival turned friend, Ian O'Brien and his wife Molly had...
Boxing is not for sissies!
BOXING IS NOT FOR SISSIES by Drake, AKA Frisky\_Stallion. January 9th 2006 This is my fourth story, and once again I am writing about something I haven't written about before. This story is also the reason why I haven't worked on the "Of...
Streamer's Box
"Hey, what's up gamers?" a fox greeted cheerily as he appeared on the livestream, "KuroGame here once again. Can you guys hear me?" He reached over the desk and adjusted the camera and microphone as he looked at the stream on his computer monitor....
Boxed Lunch
> An exhausted college lynx climbed worn wooden stairs, tail thumping quietly as it dragged from tread to splintered tread, his spotted yellow coat slowly going brown and grey by stripey turns. Afternoon light the color of urban weariness dodged and...
Back Street Bunny
**Back Street Bunny** **T** he dim lights of a street lamp shone down to pierce the darkness of the night illuminating two individuals their stances filled with pure aggression aimed towards the other, both could feel the sheer adrenalin rush flowing...
Box of Science
Box of Science By Luther Arte worked at a warehouse. But not just any warehouse: here they stored science! Whole barrels of the stuff were stacked to the ceiling. There were even some boxes too! Well, to be honest, it was rather boring to look at...
Bear in a Box
He ran through the shiny elevator doors after they opened, as usual. He pressed the button labeled "39" for his floor, as usual. When the doors closed and the elevator began to move upward, he gripped a large paw on the rail along the walls. Mathis...
The Mystery Box
It was a particularly warm summer afternoon, and Kiddy let out a long sigh as he felt the warmth of the sun on his face and fur. Wearing nothing but a loose T-Shirt and shorts, the rather bored and lonely 13 year old made his way down the concrete path...