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Oscar cleaned his pantry, it was almost food day. There were a lot of humans in the hotel. So the promise of food galore had him busy, a bit too busy to notice a familiar giggle. “Hey Oscar, what are you doing?” The borrower jumped and lost his balance and was caught by a familiar hatted female that visit sometimes. When he first met her, he swore she was insane especially how often she spoke of different dimensions and causing trouble for Dean and Sam Winchester’s father now and again. “Hattie, why do you always sneak up on me?” Oscar wasn't mad, but he squirm in her arms. “It's almost Thanksgiving my dear

The walk was a a bit hard on Sam, but the little Sprite kept his word, occationally as he eyes drooped a cracking sound would resonate in his face and scare him into conciousness. The wolf on Jacob's arms was still, but Sam knew that it was still alive. Sam felt ashamed, he felt he let his late older brother down by failing to protect himself from the creature. Dark thoughts swirled in his head as he forced his body forward, his eyes on the green blob in front of him. The death of his older brother was because he was weak, he trained since that fateful night at the old Trails West. He wasn't as brutal as his father and more efficient, this.

Dean was following the scent but a rotten smell stopped him in his tracks, Dean tried to shake it from his senses. Instead he focused on the rot since it didn't leave,it was right over him. The cream colored wolf moved as a large mass appeared above him, it was the shape of a wolf. Only the shape though, it smelled of decaying flesh and seemed more vicious than a regular wolf. It sniffed before baring it's teeth at him, and Dean growled back. This thing was too close to Wellwood just to leave alone, he had to deal with it and hurry. He still had to find Bowman, hope this thing haven't eaten him. Better yet, this thing better hope it hadn't

Dean was following the scent but a rotten smell stopped him in his tracks, Dean tried to shake it from his senses. Instead he focused on the rot since it didn't leave,it was right over him. The cream colored wolf moved as a large mass appeared above him, it was the shape of a wolf. Only the shape though, it smelled of decaying flesh and seemed more vicious than a regular wolf. It sniffed before baring it's teeth at him, and Dean growled back. This thing was too close to Wellwood just to leave alone, he had to deal with it and hurry. He still had to find Bowman, hope this thing haven't eaten him. Better yet, this thing better hope it hadn't

The morning had started off nicely for Bowman, he got a treat from his aunt, had extra sunlight, and WolfHeart was finally taking a break from watching him and went to play with his cousin and her friends. Not that he didn't appreciate WolfHeart, but the wolf enjoyed playing with nestlings more than patrolling. Bowman flew further today, seeing how nothing could possibly go wrong. Then a gleam stopped him, it was shiny and red upon a rock. He decided to inspect it, he determined that it was blood. Possibly a hurt animal or something, but as he landed, the ground shook. Rhythmic shakes were coming his way, at first he assumed it was his Wol

A blinding light flashed knocked Dean backwards, causing him to buckle. He had pushed Sam out of the way to take the hit, hopefully his dad got there in time. Dean was the big brother, he had only one job in life. Protect Sammy. He succeeded, and now he was going to die…….. Any minute….. Anytime now…… Dean attempted to to move, he felt off somehow. He tried to sit up, but he felt heavy and somewhat fuzzy. He looked around his surroundings, he saw that he was in a forest. He tried to rub his face in exhaustion, but a paw came up instead of a hand. He yelped in surprise, and shakingly stood up, he was...smal

The dolls had been with Jules for years, and they took a little pride in him growing up. He didn't change them back to normal, and there were times that he needed a stress toy, but other than that, he treated them more than just dolls. Though Ernest was not sure if he enjoyed the peace, it was welcomed...but strange. He laid awake this night, everyone asleep and relaxed. Why couldn't he? Something nudged his mind all night, something was not right. He heard faint sniffles far from the toy house they called home, he shuttered before getting up. Some nights he would ignore it, but it seems tonight would not be one of them. Jules would have

FAN ART MASHUP I may have rolled twice to get this senario, but I think it would be hilarious to have happen.            My randomly generated mashup was:            Sherlock Holmes, at Freddy Fazbears taking a selfie... =============== The banging on the metal doors were enough to get John Watson to jump, why in the bloody he'll did his roommate agree to come to America for this shit? Speaking of whom, was currently on his cellular device. He gritted his teeth, "Sherlock, please tell me you have a plan on getting out of here alive!" The detective only shrugged and looked back at his messages. John moaned, "My gun isn't going to be of m

If you want Someone to blame for this it was https://friendlyfoxpal.deviantart.com/ ======== HATD Pokémon Borrower addition: Professor Kukui was worried as he walked through his house, Moon had been quite distant recently and he couldn't understand why. She was usually nervous around him, but made an attempt to at least say hello. He was being self-conscious about her being afraid of him again, just a tiny fear she may never get over. Her mother had left to spend a day or two with the Kahuna, leaving him with the children. Lillie Gladion and Hau all went to explore the city that morning, leaving Moon on the beach. It was actually d

HAGD (HUG A GIANT DAY) Chance was sitting in the window when his adopted sisters came running into the living room with homemade cards for their adoption Father. Today, kids with giant parents or giants in their family didn’t have to go to school. It was their holiday, Hug a Giant day. Chance knew that his sisters were getting ahead of themselves, Bryce was never the sentimental one. Bryce was the giant that saved the children from captivity and kept them as his own. He was no father, but even Chance would admit that he was trying. Bryce was a soldier, a Colonel if anything. He had never had children because despite his appearance h