"Outcasts" by dragon_imaginer "Are you sure?" asked Mister Evensong, eyeing his daughter. He had stopped combing his mane, and the Royal Kougra set his comb down on the side table. Madame Evensong fanned her luxurious tail, while adjusting her robes and crown. On her usually contented Peophin face sat an expression of puzzlement, one that had not graced the court's presence for many years. Before them stood their daughter. The Royal Girl Kyrii had rushed into their work quarters in a frenzied manner, unlike the normal semblance...
Friends Before U-Bends Couldn't she have told me that after school then? Still, that was just how Sarah worked, so I patiently waited out the rest of the day.
Flashpoint: Part Two I barely had enough time to fire up my mag boots before a massive explosion shook the space station right down to its imaginary foundations.