BY:   inktail

URRRP... so good, wait... what happened to my bill? oh hey Inky... um... why are you so mad... and little?

Also, by Inktail as well, this cute little poem!

Twas the day before Christmas, and all through the mall, happy pudgy reindeers waddled the halls. Inktail was working hard, using all his might, to make a fresh batch of cookies for the big night. As he was working, who should waddle in? But a big blue duck, seeking a holiday binge. He snuck back the hard working reindeer, and waddled to the back, where the room with the cookie surplus, was thoroughly packed. He ate and snacked and nommed through the night! Until Inktail walked in... and was met with a fright. The once mallard was no longer feathered, but now fuzzy and blue, prepared for the cold weather, having eaten all the food. Inktail would sigh and fume at what Flint had done, as the big belly deer burped and rested on his bum. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight <3