The Adventures of Mrs. Carrillo's Guinea Pigs_Pixie Dust_Binkie's Boardwalk_One Last Cigaret
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The Adventures of Mrs. Carrillo's Guinea Pigs
Chapter one-The beginning…“OREO!!!!!!!!!!!!!” screamed Marshmallow. “Where did you put my chocolate-covered hay?!” “In the coniferous tree, in the backyard…” “We can’t climb dummy,” Marshmallow explains. “Or can I?... MWAHAHAHAH!!!!!!” whispers Oreo. “I heard that.” Marshmallow scolded. “ My little munchkins! What’s going on? I heard popcorning!” Asked Mrs. Carrillo, the owners of Marshmallow and Oreo. As Oreo immediately stuffs her face with guinea pig pellets, meanwhile... Marshmallow scurries into her chalet and practices her calligraphy. Chapter two- Crawdad chaos- part one“Aaaaaaaahhhhhh...
Pixie Dust
Toni leans on her hand, staring out at the drizzly scenery whirring by.She’s been in the city for far too long and she’s been looking forward to this trip, to the countryside for months now, and the weather has the nerve to do this. This is supposed to be a fun trip, an adventure, boring at no turn.She watches animals huddle under trees, rainclouds get greyer and fat raindrops hit the window. Was that thunder?The door to her compartment flies open and slams shut behind a rainbow haired girl.“Oh thank goodness,” the Welsh accent fwww.onedoor.ccalls from her lips. “Swap jackets with me?”Toni pulls both sides ...
Binkie's Boardwalk
Binkie’s BoardwalkThe morning after, everyone was still here but not as how they came. Jynx was nestled in the left cup of someone’s bra, flung awry and dangling from the ceiling fan. Due to an influx of runaways lately, him and Nesta came late and shot back the liquor early. He was an orange tabby, mewling in his sleep, and Nesta was a pale rat snake, beginning at the couch and ending behind the granite bar. The line of her body was a golden em dash, her patchwork of scales stretching with every drowsy sigh. Across the wall, CONGRATS, GINNY, dangled sideways while the other half, YOU’RE FREE...
One Last Cigarette
“Well,” I exhaled, smoke drifting lazily between my teeth. “All things considered; this is a pretty fantastic place to watch the world burn.” A silence then; it filled the dirty air between us. It rode the rising smoke, drifted to the hot asphalt behind us, and slinked between the last of the cars left abandoned in their neat little rows. After a moment, the silence returned, loaded and heavy. At the change in atmosphere I looked towards him; at this man that I had vowed the rest of my life to. Turns out my vow has been truthful, if not short-lived. His figure was hazy from the smoke- both...