Creations

Once upon a time there was a little blue turtle who liked to eat little blue crabs and moonbathed every once in a blue moon. One day he came upon a secret pond and claimed it for himself. He became cruel and cold hearted as greed entered his little heart and he made sure no one else swam in his little pond. Later on that year a mysterious wolf-fox-weasel thingy that happened to be a ghost with a missing eye and quiet possibly near-sighted in the one good eye and also a carrier for turrets, came to the pond in search of a fun time so that he could forget about the terrible day he had had at work, what with the live wolf-weasel-monkey thingys making fun saying how he never accomplished anything in his life or afterlife. He came to the edge of the pond and Walter (the name the turtle had had legally changed to after a lawsuit with the families of some forgotten blue crustateans) appeared."can I play with u" asked Icoxis (the pen name of the fox in his former life when he was a small-time writer, despite the fact his co-workers felt small time meant starving artist or "no good"). And Walter said no."fine" Icoxis said. He picked Walter up and shook him around furiously."that's for teasing me at work and not letting me play and always stealing my morning oatmeal out of the company fridge on Wednesdays and taking my Lunch money" he yelled as he took his anger out on Walter...then ate him. The end