Rave Reviews: Fatherhood woesThe door chimed as the irate stallion stormed through. Carrot Cake turned to the familiar tune to see a welcome customer.Rave Reviews: Fatherhood woes by ~Noratcat
“Well hello Rave Reviews, what brings you in today?”
“Hello Mr. Cake.” Rave answered, all the while wearing a medium sized frown. Despite the fact he had something precious strapped to his chest.
“Is that little Cocoa Puff?” Carrot Cake asked the obvious question.
Saddled within a baby harness sat Cocoa Puff. The filly foal cooed as she clapped her hooves together. Hearing her name always made her smile for the usual sort of game followed.
“And how is your little lady today? Is she happy? Yes she is! Yes she is!” Carrot Cake displayed an unfamiliar (at least to Rave) personality as he fiddled with Cocoa's free hoof. This only served to make her laugh further, a cherubic tone that warmed the hearts of anypony near. Carrot had that way with Cocoa, being a surrogate grandfather to her. Cocoa's biological maternal grandpar
Rave Reviews: Nightmare Night“Do I really have to wear this?” Rave Reviews stared at the costume before him. Tonight was Nightmare night, a night of candy, fun, frights, and dressing up.Rave Reviews: Nightmare Night by ~Noratcat
“Come on Ravie!” Pinkie Pie whined, “Don't be a pooper.”
It wasn't a matter of being a “party” pooper, but the matter of going out dressed in such a manner. “I'm not being one!” The stallion protested, “I just had a different idea for a costume.”
“But I don't even know what a incabus is.” Pinkie reasoned trying to mouth the strange word.
Rave sighed, “It's pronounced “incubus”, It's a demon from he......,” a soft glare from Pinkie urged him to use a different word, “the bad place.”
Enlightened as she may have been, that didn't deter her insistence “There's always next year Ravie.” Pinkie reassured, “Besides, I think this costume would look really good on you.”
The mere mention of the costu
Meeting the Death: The Brownie Bet“Do it.”Meeting the Death: The Brownie Bet by ~Noratcat
“I said no!”
“You lost the bet!”
He grew at a loss for words. There was the matter of the bet and had lost. It made him kick the ground in irritation. His toenails scrapped the ground leaving tiny marks; they needed to be trimmed. Clawed hands to his face, the young brownie ran up through his chocolate colored hair before dropping them to his sides.
“Look, just go in and out and you're done.” His fellow brownie reassured.
“Easy for you to say! You're not the one getting close to a dragon!” He argued.
Behind them lay a wide cave opening. The sun may have been shining down upon them, but no sunlight breached the cave entrance.
“Relax, this dragon is a geezer. Here listen.”
The two brownies twitched their long ears and perked them up. A sound echoed from the cave. It was feint, but there was something there.
“See? It's sleeping.” Unconvinced, the brownie gl
Rave Reviews: The BirthRave Reviews let out a yelp as his leg slammed into something, he was certain it was a chair. Somepony told him not to run in the hallway, not that he could anymore with the limp his leg was now dragging along. Nevertheless Rave hastened his pace hoping he made it in time. When the news had been delivered he questioned the timing. So soon? He was certain there was at least some time before the due date. Premature wasn't something they had planned but numerous things in his life were unplanned.Rave Reviews: The Birth by ~Noratcat
“Rave!” He heard the familiar tone. Sitting within the hallway were the Cakes; all four of them. Cupcake went to him concern evident in her face, not for Rave but for.....
“Where's Pinkie!?” He asked, frantically puffing for air.
“They took her away about an hour ago.” Cupcake answered.
“An hour ago!?” Rave cried in horror. If he felt panicked before, now he was absolutely terrified. “I've gotta see her!” Rave ran for the nearest doorway
Bambi: A Fox's Feast (vore)(This takes place just after the “twitterpatting” scene)Bambi: A Fox's Feast (vore) by ~skywordman
Flower bounced through the forest with his nose held high in the air, the owl had just told him about twitterpatting and his mind was racing about it. Bambi and Thumper were walking briskly in front of him; they didn’t seem to be concerned about what the owl had told them. Flower wondered if finding a mate would affect their relationship with each other, he didn’t want to lose either of the two especially considering they’d been friends since they were babies.
Flower thoughts were interrupted as the bushes beside him rustled loudly, he jumped and stared at them with suspicion. Something was looking at from behind the plant, “it could be a predator!” The skunk thought. His mother had warned him about bears, Foxes and other animals that would love to gobble him up, he shivered in fear as all the fears ingrained deep inside of him came flooding back up. The poor skunk wanted to run away but