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PUFF ROCKS: The battle to preserve cuteness

Summon together the mightiest warriors from across the vast reaches of space and the disjointed mirror or sometimes not mirrored realities that have nothing to do with each other. Make them cute little animals so they can better understand the cute little animals they are fighting an evil army of dark-armored superbeings to protect. Give Deathbomb a whack in the back of the head and tell him he's a dumbass 'cause ain't nobody gonna destroy 'cute' as long as kishi Cloud and his super friends are around and pretend to have something to say about it with their awesome weapons and powers.

HELLO MINNIE MOUSE HOUSE!

HELLO CHRISTMAS

HELLO RAVEN.

Want to buy a map?

WELL, IT'S NOT LIKE I'M SELLING MAPS OR ANYTHING, BUT I THOUGHT I'D ASK YOU ANYWAYS BECAUSE OTHERWISE I WON'T GET TO WATCH TELITUBIES TONIGHT ZOMFGz!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111one :weep: :laugh: etc.

Lulliepulliepuh.

We move on only to find the same stuff here.
We are lost.

My god... the Battle for the Care Bear was fanstastic! xD They were all funny, but that one. <33333

I was lazy and used the same words over, but they're still pretty funny. XD

Sparkly Tripping

Larsa tripped along doggy. He was on his way to meet his lover, Penelo, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a neopet hopping along, carrying a piggy bank in its mouth.

Larsa was almost in a box made of magical pies when he came across a furious cake, lying alone on a magic plate. "That must be a treat from my love bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked famous, so he ate it.

It gave him the most small tingling sensation in his shoulder. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Penelo.

When Penelo came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Larsa cried cockily.

"Your hip! And your finger nail!" Penelo said. "They're blank! Can't you feel it?"

Larsa felt his hip and his finger nail. They were indeed quite blank. "Oh, no!" Larsa said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that furious cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Penelo said. "I got you a spike. It must have been that short man who lives nearby. He acts a little fuddy duddy, ever since he swung a care bear."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Larsa sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Penelo said mightily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your hip is really fat like that."

"Really?" Larsa dried her tears. Larsa kissed Penelo and it was an entirely cocky sensation, like a cat dancing to the funky chicken.

They spent the night having entirely cocky sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.

I Saw Penelo Kissing Santa Claus

Larsa woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one famous box that looked like a piggy bank.

Then Larsa noticed that Penelo was out of bed too. She must not have been able to wait for her presents either.

Larsa thought that he would surprise Penelo. Maybe even sneak up behind her and swing her on her blank shoulder. That always made Penelo cocky.

Larsa crept doggy down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its love lights, and the presents, heaped up cockily, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Penelo. Kissing someone.

Larsa was so angry, he picked up a spike from a table and threw it sparkly in a box made of magical pies.

They both looked around.

"Penelo, you magic neopet!" Larsa yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Larsa looked and then rubbed his hip and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Penelo said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course she had to give me a kiss. And what a fat kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Larsa said spikey. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be furious."

That seemed reasonable. Larsa went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, like a cat dancing to the funky chicken. He made Larsa's finger nail feel all short.

"You see?" Penelo said fuddy duddy and Larsa saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.

A Small Occurrence

Larsa paced up and down, jiggling his hip. His very good friend, Mary Sue Spike, had arranged to meet him here in a box made of magical pies. "I have something magic to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Spike was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Larsa expected to see her bounce up, her love hair streaming behind her and her fat eyes aglow.

Larsa heard footsteps, but they seemed rather famous for a delicate and short girl like Mary Sue Spike, whose tread was furious. He turned around and found Penelo staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Penelo said spikey. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Larsa had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so cockily. "Mary Sue Spike asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Penelo, his finger nail began to throb sparkly.

"Oh," Penelo said, fuddy duddy. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Larsa said and caught Penelo by her shoulder. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Penelo said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a cat dancing to the funky chicken.

From behind a care bear, Mary Sue Spike watched with a blank light in her cocky eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Larsa/Penelo". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the neopet from extinction.

The Battle For The Care Bear

In a box made of magical pies, Larsa swung his care bear. He had been busy with the care bear for hours and now wanted nothing more than a cocky cuddle or a famous massage from his lover Penelo.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his fat Penelo appeared at the door, grinning doggy.

"Put down the care bear," Penelo said sparkly. "Unless you want me to swing that care bear on your finger nail."

Larsa put down the care bear. He was small. He had never seen Penelo so blank before and it made him furious.

Penelo picked up the care bear, then withdrew a spike from her shoulder. "Don't be so small," Penelo said with a blank grimace. "A neopet bit my hip this morning, and everything became short. Now with this care bear and this spike I can sparkly rule the world!"

Larsa clutched his magic hip spikey. This was his lover, his fat Penelo, now staring at him with a blank shoulder.

"Fight it!" Larsa shouted. "The neopet just wants the care bear for his own fat devices! He doesn't love you, not the cocky way I do!"

Larsa could see Penelo trembling spikey. Larsa reached out his finger nail and touched Penelo's shoulder sparkly. He was fat, so fat, but he knew only his magic love for Penelo would break the neopet's spell.

Sure enough, Penelo dropped the care bear with a thunk. "Oh, Larsa," she squealed. "I'm so cocky, can you ever forgive me?"

But Larsa had already moved in a box made of magical pies. Like a cat dancing to the funky chicken, he pressed his finger nail into Penelo's shoulder. And as they fell together in a short fit of love, the care bear lay on the floor, furious and forgotten.

I'm a doctor!

Not an actor!

Not a milkman!

What does that mean?!

and I'm sorry, he's dead Jim!


We are pleased!