A friend in
need  oishi1 ending
 
 
Danielle was
exhausted.  She had just gotten home from work,  and after
setting out her pajamas,  was undressing. She had just unclasped
her bra and sighed with relief, when something made her turn and look
at the foot of her bed.  A little pink thing moved suddenly out
of view. Her box spring was directly on the floor,  so she
couldn't see where it went after it rounded the corner.
 
She got on all
fours and crawle

A friend in need
i8oishi1 ending. 
 
Danielle was
exhausted.  She had just gotten home from work,  and after
setting out her pajamas,  was undressing. She had just unclasped
her bra and sighed with relief, when something made her turn and look
at the foot of her bed.  A little pink thing moved suddenly out
of view. Her box spring was directly on the floor,  so she
couldn't see where it went after it rounded the corner.
 
She got on all
fours and crawled to

Blood and Thunder
“Not again,” Ms. Melville said as
she stared at the tiny house in her back yard. She went into her home
and grabbed a can of pest fogger from the basement, ripped the roof
off of the miniscule house, and dropped it in. She gave a satisfied
smile as she placed the roof back on and walked back to her home. A
faint hiss emanated from the house and just barely covered up the
shrill screams of the tiny inhabitants.
She knew you were technically supposed
to call a handler and hav

Disclaimer; The following is a work of
fiction. Any resemblance to people real or fictional is completely
coincidental, yeah, that's it, coincidental. Please don't hit me!
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Disembodied narrator voice, "Submitted
for your approval, one Paul Trip. An author of note in some circles
but obscure to most of the world. His dreams are about to come true,
to his detriment, as his life flows from the well of his pen into the
Oishi Zone,"
It was eleven at night when the phone
starte

la Vénus vert
By Oishi1
Many years ago...
The soldiers remained in formation as
they surrounded the building. Those countrymen brave enough to leave
their houses looked on as their conqueror stepped forward. He was not
a particularly large man, nor a strong man, but his golden tongue had
plied those larger and stronger to complete devotion to his cause.
They had never seen him look as happy as he did now as he approached
the main entrance.
"I want to be the first to enter.
Make sure nobody