LtL: Pilot, Ch3

“Ah, good ol’ Innie Outs,” Anon proclaimed as they entered. “A simple menu, untouched and perfect for more than a century. Burgers, fries and milkshakes.” The old-fashioned, hard white tile aesthetic gave the burger joint a calming, familiar effect-...

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LtL: Pilot, Ch1

“Ugh, Anon, why did we have to take the bus? It's a beautiful day outside! We could have flown. I even restocked my helium." “I've told you before- We don't have clothes that fit you when you're that big, Bloona," Anon responded, as Bloona scoffed...

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Persistent Attraction

It was a Friday evening like any other in this small and casual pub: a constant roar of chatter in the air, 90s rock music playing from the speakers, sports playing on TVs scattered all over the dimly lit wooden interior, and a lone anthropomorphic...

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Story in an hour - Animal Farm - The Shoot

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual...

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