While his own belongings could be packed in a short period of time, Medusa had managed to accumulate even more clothing during their time on this island. That meant poor Lockjaw was spending his night traveling back and forth to Attilan to bring her belongings home ( Read more... )

Blackagar was most assuredly not in his own room. This much was obvious before he even opened his eyes this morning. Because there was someone with him. No one ever went into the room with him ( Read more... )

It was Medusalith's birthday today and so Blackagar had felt the need to help her celebrate it. By taking her out to a human night club, it would seem ( Read more... )

The closet of his room hadn't actually seemed that big when you considered how half of it was taken up by Medusa's clothing somehow. So, how he ended up in there while giving Lockjaw a scratch behind the ear was something of a surprise ( Read more... )

Having promised to take Medusa out to the beach, just the two of them, there Blackagar was. Far too glad there weren't people around to see anything. Because he still thought her swimming suit was too revealing.

Showing her stomachJust beyond where he was sitting, Lockjaw lumbered along the shoreline, trying to gnaw on the incoming waves. Because ( Read more... )