Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 31)


“How are those little ones getting past security? Why do they keep sneaking out of the building where we can’t catch them?” Katy asked frustrated by the lack of control.

“They are clearly emboldened, and more tenacious than we gave them credit for. Everyone knows it’s practically a secret right down to the genetic code of a Kikimora” Fubuki shrugged.

“Regardless they have to stop, the trek is only so safe…I’m just thankful the worse they have to deal with is traffic” Katy sighed.

“Which luckily they were thoroughly taught to look both ways. Come on~ cheer up, we got you that fountain, just leave everything to me, I’ll keep this place afloat, you just get some good hibernation going before the cold catches up to you” Fubuki said.

Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 26)


‘I got a good feeling about this year’s celebrations!” Katy said.

“I’m not…every time I get ask the same question…’are you going to dress up as Spider Gwen, and every time I remind them that her backside can’t hold a candle to mine…not to mention my bountiful bosom” Nirvana scoffed.

“Speaking of…who do you think will win in a fight!? I have high hopes for my Solid Snake!” Katy said.

“For the last time Katy, just because his name has the word ‘snake’ in it, doesn’t mean he is directly linked to them” Nirvana said.

“Well that’s easy, obviously Mr. Freeze is top dog! I mean, I don’t mean to brag, but me, and him are kind of complex characters so we can relate on that” Fubuki said.

“You are delusional Fubuki…given my time in the…*ahem*…craft I have deduced that Doctor Doom’s supperior intellect will trump any foe” Rin said.

“Same goes for you too Rin, just because his name has the word ‘doctor’ in it doesn’t mean-” Nirvana said.

“He has a PHD” Rin added.

“How about we have a little more fun with this…what do you say Rin?” Fubuki challenged.

“Very well…let us set the stage first though…no need for collateral damage” Rin said.

“Well at least you’re being civil about it.” Katy said.

Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 23)


“Lady Ryu…we’ve noticed that there has been a spring in your step lately…but you suddenly ceased…is there anything concerning you?” A passing Inari shrine maiden asked her Lady Ryu Kosame.

“Well…I was just thinking about things…lately…” Kosame said.

“We also noticed a certain someone hasn’t visited your shrine in quite a while…” the Inari added.

“I suppose that is the case…I-I barely…noticed…” her tone felt fleeting, from casual to sad in only a few words.

“Cheer up my Lady Ryu! Surely it means your blessings are helping him substantially…no doubt he will return to you to tell you all this himself” the Inari read her like a book.

“Y-you think so-well I mean…so long as he is happy that is my happiness, I…I should get to work myself, in case anyone wishes to visit me” Kosame said.

Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 20)


“Sigh~ so long as it’s for the children, I am okay with this” Katy said.

“Real bummer about that fountain…gotta admit, even I liked it to an extent, not a lot of water tubs can fit someone like me you know” Nirvana said.

“You’re being awfully considerate, more so than you usually are” Katy said.

“I lost my fair share of possessions I cherished too, and besides it’s no fun to toy with you girls if you’re in a bad mood, if there’s anything I can do to relieve you of your sadness, I’ll…think about helping you” Nirvana said.

“Gee, thanks…how about you start by helping me take care of that little Wonderland problem then?” Katy suggested.

A Love Stronger than Death


The darkness was pervasive, all-encompassing, all-consuming, and every other word or series of words that he could use to describe where he currently was. He didn’t know how he got here, he didn’t know where he was, and he certainly didn’t know how to get out.

In fact, he didn’t even know who he was, but he knew for a fact that he was a he, that one fact seemed etched into his very being. He tried to piece together anything, but the wisps of memories he still held onto seemed to slip and slide around in his subconscious, unable to form a coherent thought. Even simple thoughts, things that should be easy to recall, seemed to allude him, any train of thought that lasted more than a few seconds seemed to derail into nothingness, much like the void he was in.