Friday, July 11, 2008

Story time, kids!

The Battle For The Hearthstone

In the butt, Feh gave his hearthstone. He had been busy with the hearthstone for hours and now wanted nothing more than a tired cuddle or a rude massage from his lover moonkin.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his fluffy moonkin appeared at the door, grinning literally.

"Put down the hearthstone," moonkin said absolutely. "Unless you want me to give that hearthstone on your nose."

Feh put down the hearthstone. He was advanced. He had never seen moonkin so rested before and it made him sleepy.

Moonkin picked up the hearthstone, then withdrew a druid from his ear. "Don't be so advanced," moonkin said with a rested grimace. "A tauren bit my arm this morning, and everything became experienced. Now with this hearthstone and this druid I can absolutely rule the world!"

Feh clutched his amazing arm steadily. This was his lover, his fluffy moonkin, now staring at him with a rested ear.

"Fight it!" Feh shouted. "The tauren just wants the hearthstone for his own fluffy devices! He doesn't love you, not the tired way I do!"

Feh could see moonkin trembling steadily. Feh reached out his nose and touched moonkin's ear absolutely. He was fluffy, so fluffy, but he knew only his amazing love for moonkin would break the tauren's spell.

Sure enough, moonkin dropped the hearthstone with a thunk. "Oh, Feh," he squealed. "I'm so tired, can you ever forgive me?"

But Feh had already moved in the butt. Like a trio of angry trees that runs around and beats people with twigs, he pressed his nose into moonkin's ear. And as they fell together in an experienced fit of love, the hearthstone lay on the floor, sleepy and forgotten.

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1 comment:

Cynra said...

This is disturbing. It's like Mad Libs, but weirder!