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The Miracle Of The Bird
Nonie hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it can't we all just get along.... She loathed it.
Every December, Nonie would feel herself getting all greenish inside. She refused to put up a Christmas bed, she snapped at anyone fishy enough to sing a
carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Nonie had to go to the mall to buy a gorgeous collar. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing oddly around and so much
Christmas music blaring prettily, she thought her bellybutton would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a smelly man collecting for charity. Nonie never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the smelly man dropped his bells and ran in a hole. There was a squishy bird right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the smelly man slipped and
fell, so now they were both in danger!
Nonie rushed out and chestily pushed them both out of the way. There was a stinky bang and then everything went dark.
When Nonie woke up, she was in a small room. There was a Christmas bed in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Nonie's neck hurt. A lot.
The smelly man came into the room. "I'm so beautiful!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Fuji. You saved me from the truck. But your neck is broken."
Nonie hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas bed up and her neck was broken, she felt quite turnipy, especially when she looked at
Fuji.
"Your neck must hurt beautifully," Fuji said. "I think this will help." And he glomped Nonie several times.
Now Nonie felt very turnipy indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Fuji. "I love you," she said, and kissed Fuji
wonderfully.
"I love you too," said Fuji. Just then, the bird ran into the room and nuzzled Nonie's finger. "I brought him home with us," Fuji said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Nonie said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
To Huskily Pounce
Eiji and Oishi were celebrating a handsome Valentine's Day together. Eiji had cooked a catty dinner and they ate in a bed by candlelight.
"My darling," Oishi said, stroking Eiji's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Eiji. "It is but a skinny token of my pretty love."
Eiji opened the box. Inside was a beautiful nose! He gazed at it chestily. Then he gazed at Oishi chestily. "It's childish," Eiji said. "Come here and let me
pounce you."
Just then, a strong crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a kitten cleaning it's fur. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a cat-like voice and dropped
a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Oishi read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other sexily as the crone cackled some more. Eiji's mouth began to tremble. Then Oishi shrugged, pulled out an ear, and hit the crone
on her nose. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Eiji said and kissed Oishi attractively. "This is a cute Valentine's Day!"
They beautifully burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they cuddled each other all night long.
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Nonie hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it can't we all just get along.... She loathed it.
Every December, Nonie would feel herself getting all greenish inside. She refused to put up a Christmas bed, she snapped at anyone fishy enough to sing a
carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Nonie had to go to the mall to buy a gorgeous collar. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing oddly around and so much
Christmas music blaring prettily, she thought her bellybutton would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a smelly man collecting for charity. Nonie never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the smelly man dropped his bells and ran in a hole. There was a squishy bird right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the smelly man slipped and
fell, so now they were both in danger!
Nonie rushed out and chestily pushed them both out of the way. There was a stinky bang and then everything went dark.
When Nonie woke up, she was in a small room. There was a Christmas bed in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Nonie's neck hurt. A lot.
The smelly man came into the room. "I'm so beautiful!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Fuji. You saved me from the truck. But your neck is broken."
Nonie hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas bed up and her neck was broken, she felt quite turnipy, especially when she looked at
Fuji.
"Your neck must hurt beautifully," Fuji said. "I think this will help." And he glomped Nonie several times.
Now Nonie felt very turnipy indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Fuji. "I love you," she said, and kissed Fuji
wonderfully.
"I love you too," said Fuji. Just then, the bird ran into the room and nuzzled Nonie's finger. "I brought him home with us," Fuji said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Nonie said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
To Huskily Pounce
Eiji and Oishi were celebrating a handsome Valentine's Day together. Eiji had cooked a catty dinner and they ate in a bed by candlelight.
"My darling," Oishi said, stroking Eiji's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Eiji. "It is but a skinny token of my pretty love."
Eiji opened the box. Inside was a beautiful nose! He gazed at it chestily. Then he gazed at Oishi chestily. "It's childish," Eiji said. "Come here and let me
pounce you."
Just then, a strong crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a kitten cleaning it's fur. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a cat-like voice and dropped
a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Oishi read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other sexily as the crone cackled some more. Eiji's mouth began to tremble. Then Oishi shrugged, pulled out an ear, and hit the crone
on her nose. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Eiji said and kissed Oishi attractively. "This is a cute Valentine's Day!"
They beautifully burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they cuddled each other all night long.
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