Whoopsie Daisy

“Whoops,” the man said and pulled his hands away from the keyboard. She placed her coke on the table. “Whoops? This is not the time for whoopsies, John.” “Um… I may have fried someone’s brain,” the man said panicking. “You what?” She yelped and sat on her workstation across him. Read more…

Crayon Warfare

The Magenta Caterpillars’ leader gathered everyone up. “We need to wipe out the Greens!” he shouted. “Yeah!” the Magentas cheered from below, rippling their bodies. “They’re a scourge,” another said. “Wipe them out of the face of the earth,” a third said, disgusted by their presence alone. “Great,” the Magenta Read more…

Tickle My Pickle

“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more…

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