Fixing Mom's Attitude

Fixing Mom's Attitude They were watching a movie, right? Yeah. Some dumb rom-com that, honestly, they both long since forgot the name of. Why bother remembering it anyway? He knew what was gonna happen the moment he got that text from his...

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Best! Birthday! Ever!

Best! Birthday! Ever! He remembered flickering lights. He remembered a powerful alcohol. He remembered bemoaning something about... not having a girlfriend, or something? He remembered his friend's laughter. And he remembered a _lioness_. A very...

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Breeding Bunnies

Breeding Bunnies The biological clock. To him – to Theodore – it's that thing that woke him up at 7 AM for his college classes, despite not having gone to college for years now. It's that thing that wakes him up at 8:55 AM on the dot, five minutes...

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Encounter with the Heartbroken Lonely Mom

Encounter with the Heartbroken Lonely Mom Every Monday, without fail, she would appear. Typically wearing a black dress that covered her from the neck down, coupled with a wide black hat that blocked view of her face, she could always be found...

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Outpost Gamma

Outpost Gamma “Private... Private... hahn... hrggh...! P-Private Alto. Hrrggh! Nngghh! P-Private, respond! Haaah... _please_..." “GUUAAAAAHAHHH!!!" Never. Never had he been so _cold_ in his life. His fingers twitched, his blood was...

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My Mother Wants to Eat Me

My Mother Wants to Eat Me His name was Andrew Berkeley, or just 'Andy' to his friends. He was a simple kid, no, wait, young man, because he just had his eighteenth birthday not too long ago. Ah, but, we're getting into semantics when they're not...

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The Stranger in My House

The Stranger in My House _I just can't deal with her right now._ When he first heard those words, he couldn't believe his ears. Maybe he had stricken his head, or maybe he had one cup too many scotch to drink. It wasn't just the words that made it...

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I Can't Call You 'Dad' Anymore

I Can't Call You 'Dad' Anymore A box of Cherry Soda. He walked out at this time of night, with this rain falling all around him... for a box of Cherry Soda. His cloaked image stalked the sidewalks on this rainy Saturday night... or was it...

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Encounter with the Hardcore Delinquent Mom

Encounter with the Hardcore Delinquent Mom _BLURRRRRRRRNNNN!!!_ Another day, another dollar. The sound of the horn playing echoed into her ears, making the blonde give a most needed groan. Her body was tired, not to mention marred in black ink...

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An Angry Mother's Dissertation

An Angry Mother's Dissertation “Stephen Edward Dumas the Second! What am I looking at right now!?” “Uhhh... my bedroom?” And quite the... ahem... 'bedroom' it was. Somewhere – _everywhere –_ there was a _mess_. Be it in the corners of...

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Smiles from Meridia Beach #1

Act 1: The Man from Station Heights “Wh... what?" “You heard me. You've been working too much, Oswald." A boring desk job. He went through... how many years of college? Four? No, _five_. He went through five years of college, just to land a...

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Snarky Sister Story

Snarky Sister Story "Bro, just handle my back! They're pushing from the back! ... What do you mean you know that!? If you know that, then fucking do something about it! No I'm not switching classes, I'm fucking pushing! Now do your job and protect our...

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