"Smartycara and the Evil Fuzzle" by marbookworm22 "Does this thing scare you?" Mar asked me, holding the Fuzzle to my face. "No," I said. It was pretty creepy, I will admit, with its wild blue fur and malevolently stitched smile. But I wasn't about to admit that. I've read way too much to be scared of something so small when there were other things to be scared of, like angry Chombies and Grundo diplomacy....
The Perils of a New Brother: Part Three The Quetzal ignored his master and planted his feathered head into the snow. Jaeger watched, bewildered, as his petpet disappeared beneath the powder...
Insured?: Part One "I wish to speak with the Queen on a matter of much urgency," Northolt said. It was a lie, but then so was everything about him. His name wasn't Northolt, he wasn't a Lord, and he wasn't even a real Lutari...