There once was a farmer, who lived in a castle. He had so many alligators that he didn't know what to do. One day, one of the purple alligators got loose, so the farmer decided to

Three morris men tried to creep past the watching guard but the jingling of their bells alerted the sentry. 'Put your hands up and give the password', barked the guard. "It's

There is a certain flower-like being on the 3rd planet of a distant galaxy, 7 multiverses away & in another time stream who exists solely to be mentioned in this Fold. No other

"Give it up, Russet!" Det. Manatee hollered down the vegetable bin. "I know you're in there & that you killed Mr. Potato-Head! You're surrounded! Sooner or tater, we'll get you!"

The afternoon of the late night luncheon was a farce. My aunt drove into the rose bushes and said the cheese was old and the pasta was sleek and sexy, she then grabbed

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She put on the cocktail apron and adjusted her earrings. The guests would be showing up any minute. All that was in the pantry was decaf coffee and nutmeg. Trouble was brewing.

Mr. Bunsy had a secret. A secret all his own. A secret he dared not share. Not with Mrs Bunsy, or dropsy not even with Timmy Turtle. In fact, especially not Timmy Turtle because

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It's the year 2024, and gluten has been outlawed. Ronald is standing behind the counter of his secret, underground bakery when a mysterious figure enters. The figure

"Bah humbug." Scrooge said. Thanksgiving was a sham. He threw turkey at townspeople and went home smiling. That evening, he was visited by three birdbrained ghosts. Chains rattled

The Sun screamed, and Barnes smiled. "Such a miracle, brethen" He muttered

After so long, Freddy's Pizza is now Fazbear's Fright. One animatronic and a few phantoms. Great. I noticed Springtrap right outside my window and I

She was dripping with sarcasm, fragrant oils and very little else. It was how he liked to see his girlfriend, but she would do for the night instead. If his clothes had been

If I’d been less supercharged by adrenaline, I might have thrown up right there. Joe and Jesse stood up and began running away. After a second, Jesse glanced back and caught the

Oh shit, I can't believe I'm an hour early, damn DST. What am I going to do for the next hour. I soon found out that I didn't really have a choice the two burly men coming would

I'm Voldemort, and I approved this message. The announcer began, "Albus Dumbledore says he does it all for the children. But let's look at the record. Three times in the last year

He opened the book and saw his dad. The pipe. The estranged Senator's wife and of course, the maple scone. What he couldn't believe were the photos. How could

I am worried that this might be the most beautiful story on FS & that however many more stories we write, nothing could ever come even close to this story's perfection

The road was creepy, just a path through the woods. Trees blocked the sun out, even at noon it was dark. Winding around until you come to the wooden bridge, but under the bridge