“That dog is not really a dog! It’s a … body snatcher!”
“A body snatcher?” Maurice interjected.
“This is not her original face. This face is powered by the immortal soul of a dragon, the Dragon of Light.”
“The immortal soul of a dragon?”
“Yes.”
“So what happened to the dog?”
“Good question!”
The GPO has only one rule: Do not disturb The Stillness. So what does the dragon go and do? She creates life on Earth! That’s what! And she got away with it.
Yet, all they sees are my faults.
Fault number 8.999 to the power of 90 million …
Cat–asss—troff-eee! Roaming Profile: A-Class.
That’s me!!
Ah! But! The cat is the hero of this story!
HELP has been acquired, thanks to me.
Rejoice. We still breathe, thanks to me.
If this kid is the Highly Evolved Little Person, the H-E-L-P, how come I’m doing the rescuing still? Huh!
The Forces unleashed by The Consumer smacked against each other like stonker marbles; give me space bubbles any day.
The Milky Way was no longer safe. All the filaments of gas and dust, the spine of the ecosystem that gives birth to life twisted and snapped. The Consumer feasted upon the fraying strings of energy that held the universe together.
How did such a cute little grub turn into … oh, but I mean … You would think that less gravity would be a good thing. Less friction, should be a smoother ride. Nope. Bigger problems that roll faster.
Remember when the evil queen didn’t just banish Goldilocks, she wanted her heart. Er? That was Snow White, wasn’t it?! Whatever. You know how fairy tales go. Little ones grow up fast and they eats …
The Milky Way used to be such a nice neighbourhood.
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Even heroes need saving, ever think of that? Maurice has been initiated into the Kapoot beastarium: the zoo of the unknown (and extinct).
