"Alias: Amy Rose; Occupation: Spy" by parmadur The Shadow Acara awoke with a bright light shining in her eyes and a harsh voice yelling in her ear. "What's your name? What's your owner's name?" the voice shouted again. "Whisper!" she replied, but then winced. "I mean, Amy Rose. Yeah. And my owner's name is, uh..."
Acon's Challenge Acon shifted from one foot to the other as she
chose her words carefully. "Well, sir... the actual day is often better than
practice... nerves give me speed... I don't think you'll be disappointed when
it comes to it." She smiled hopefully...
We Got a Neomail! "We got a neomail!" I chanted, reentering our house. Neomail
was scarce at our happy little home, 239242 Market Street, and so when we actually
did get any mail, all five of us gathered around for a letter opening ceremony...
Where ARE They Now? The lucky owners who were able to get this limited edition pet sometimes
decide they don't want their Lutari anymore. So, they put them up for adoption.
But, they must've forgotten that the lovely Lutari doesn't actually go into the
pound. The question is why.
The Guide to Getting Rid of Pesky Owners I'm sure all you poor little weak pets are all
eager to have revenge on your owners for not feeding you enough, or letting
you get sick, or simply - as in my case - not allowing world domination before
bed time. Well, no fear, my guide is the answer.
The Peophin Incident: Part Seven "Stupid doors!!
If I ever find the guy that built this place, I'm gonna tie him to a pole and
let loose a barrel of Larnikins on him! And then I'll dropkick him all the way
to Kreludor!"