Smolive Garden, Chapter 1: Hospitaliano isn’t a real word.

The restaurant’s sign hung over the entrance, suspended in the misty drizzle as it had for the past 490 years. It was a welcoming sign, originally painted and gilded in bright, vibrant and encouraging colors that had become dull through the march of ages, giving it a homely charm that was sought out for those …

They are Smol – Badguys, Boxes and Boops, Epilogue Part 4: The more things change, the more they stay the same.

At every fast food joint, no matter how far into the future you go, there’s always a secret menu. Corporate will never acknowledge it, regional will attempt to tamp it down, but if you go to the fun fast food joints that have lax management and say the secret words, you’ll get the best bad …

They are Smol – Badguys, Boxes and Boops, Epilogue Part 3: Lmao the smol fukkin died, AGAIN.

“Oh hey now what’s all this then there, bud?” The secret is, of course, that Mike Callaway already knew exactly what was going on. As soon as the main doors opened up to Rec Room 12-B and he had a good look around, he pieced together the exact type of shenanigan that was unfolding before …

They are Smol – Badguys, Boxes and Boops, Epilogue Part 2: Who let Michiganders into space?!

Rrsn’sspri was content, if not a bit bored. The older Jornissian mechanic had finished the first half of his shift, which now consisted of curious younglings asking him a bunch of questions about ‘saving a warm-cuddle’ and ‘going on adventures’, to which he responded in the appropriate half-truths of a father who knew just what …

They are Smol – Badguys, Boxes and Boops, Epilogue Part 1: Judgment Day

The holding cell was a glorified aluminum box. It was machine-brushed metal on all sides, with heavy sealed doors on either end, and it screamed “transitory”: There were no chairs, no beds, desks, water sources, heat sources – nothing. Brains hummed to herself as she studied her pen – the lights were recessed into the …