

Cashier's Dreamscape It was nearly half past eight and Sally was alone, rocking back and forth on her stool behind the cash register, thinking about what she was going to do once she got home. Nothing to do. Its so damn boring around here. The fluorescent lighting shivered overhead. Insects ran head-on into the lights outside the open door of the small store. Sweat was rolling down her chin as Sally propped it up with her forearm. Her eyelids slowly drooped lower and lower. BING! Sally sat up abruptly to see the regular Mr. Onigiri walking in. Just here for a midnight snack,Cashier's Dreamscape


Pig DaysIt rained that night. The revolution was not bloodless, but it was revolutionary nonetheless. It was obvious that all was not well in the country of Midland prior to this rebellion. The two major ethnic groups, dogs and pigs, had long been under the dictatorship of a few select wolves, known as the Dogs of Northwood. Armed with the new-fangled gorilla tactics and supreme intelligence, the army of Everglade, led by Tim Ulfington (a dog himself), successfully overthrew their cruel masters, who happened to support a dog-only aristocracy headed by a terrible emperor. Ever since that one fateful nightPig Days
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