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A hospital bed. Wha…? Why? Again? Nugget’s bleary yellow eyes struggled to adjust to the brightness of the cold, concrete room he was being kept in. A long row of hospital beds lined the endless, grimy wall, but his eyes were too unfocused to see them. Instead, it was the smell of weak alcohol cleaner that told him exactly where he was. Nugget tried to push himself up onto his legs, but a sharp, stabbing feeling rent his stomach.
Button’s paws pressed against the iron door, supporting her as she stood up on her two hind legs and tried to peer down the long, narrow row of identical white cells. The only thing different about each individual cell were the foul creatures that inhabited them, and really, Button thought, even they didn’t seem to vary much in size or demeanor.
Yet another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines On Lactolia."
Another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
Like usual, its so long that its painful! (But you know you can't resist reading it, anyway.)
Another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
An addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
A spin off the of the much-loved "Star Cats" series.
The behind-wiggling sequel to 'The Big Dent' Part 1.
As if the threat of a comet bound for the Solera Station didn’t seem looming enough, with the entire ship induced into a nervous, whispered panic, Subcommander Ocee could only keep from biting her claws and resisting the impulse to shrink away into a tight cranny—a box, a nook in the insulation, a raccoon trap—anything would do, really, to get away from this news: Lieutenant Lucky had just confirmed that the comet everybody was worried about was only seventeen minutes from impact.
“Yes, but I don’t-,” Before the ensign could say anymore about the fact that the air vents on the shuttle already had been fixed, Lieutenant Lucky abruptly pointed to her new badge, a Lieutenant's badge. The ensign drooped his shoulders and walked out of the office that had just been a storage room until Ensign Lucky had been promoted.
“What do we do now?” Ensign Mew Mew wonders aloud as we retreat to the backwards so that Bert can't see us.
As he headed for the small, dusty litterbox, a strange eminating, ambient, creepy noise came from behind Ensign Meow Meow. A blue flash of light came with it.
And now, the continuation...
Last time, on Star-Cats: Ensign Lucky tripped over a stone because of Ensign Ricky's and Ensign Spot's ignorance, smashing the only communicator to their starship, Catnip. Stranding them on Planet-1-Gr3-(1840)-D for four weeks...
Now...
Ensign Mew-Mew, Ensign Lucky, Ensign Spot, and Ensign Ricky beamed down to planet 1-Gr3-(1840)-D, and get stranded.
"What er ya doin' in me farm!"a stranger to me asked. I, still trying to remember how I even got here, could not answer, "Oh yeah mmm...I must 'ave hired a lazy folk, now get ta work! When I hired you, Mickey, I thought I had a good hand!" The farmer said leaving.
"Mickey?" I wondered, what in the world was this weird ol' farmer talking about?
Captains Log: We had been sailing smoothly to the Klingmeow home world for some time now, until we decided to take a short-cut through "The Purple Nebula" now we are stranded in "The Purple Nebula" with warp speed off-line. We still do not no the cause of this mishap, and I plan on asking for that five-year warranty on the warp-core when I get back to Earth.
Subcommander Ocee is trying to launch herself out an airlock....
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A hospital bed. Wha…? Why? Again? Nugget’s bleary yellow eyes struggled to adjust to the brightness of the cold, concrete room he was being kept in. A long row of hospital beds lined the endless, grimy wall, but his eyes were too unfocused to see them. Instead, it was the smell of weak alcohol cleaner that told him exactly where he was. Nugget tried to push himself up onto his legs, but a sharp, stabbing feeling rent his stomach.
Button’s paws pressed against the iron door, supporting her as she stood up on her two hind legs and tried to peer down the long, narrow row of identical white cells. The only thing different about each individual cell were the foul creatures that inhabited them, and really, Button thought, even they didn’t seem to vary much in size or demeanor.
Yet another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines On Lactolia."
Another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
Like usual, its so long that its painful! (But you know you can't resist reading it, anyway.)
Another addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
An addition to, "The Sun Always Shines In Lactolia."
A spin off the of the much-loved "Star Cats" series.
The behind-wiggling sequel to 'The Big Dent' Part 1.
As if the threat of a comet bound for the Solera Station didn’t seem looming enough, with the entire ship induced into a nervous, whispered panic, Subcommander Ocee could only keep from biting her claws and resisting the impulse to shrink away into a tight cranny—a box, a nook in the insulation, a raccoon trap—anything would do, really, to get away from this news: Lieutenant Lucky had just confirmed that the comet everybody was worried about was only seventeen minutes from impact.