Children of the Night

Running, she did a lot of it. Mostly because she was running from "them." The creatures that came out of the woods at night were far more gruesome than any of the scary stories Luna's mother would tell her of them. The crinkling of dry autumn leaves were heard beneath her running feet as she darted through the woods, swerving past the big oak trees that stood in her way. She could hear them coming; their eerie whispers floating in the wind, sending chills down her spine. She knew better than to stay out past dusk and the sun was just about to set. "Mother will be worried about me," she thought as she brushed a strand of long blonde hair out of her face. Behind her, she could hear an owl and he seemed to be warning her of the approaching nightfall as she picked up her pace. She was panting heavily when she reached the clearing, and the sky looked like it was on fire. She was distracted momentarily by it's radiant beauty and as the sky got dimmer, she quickly made her way down the hill on the dirt path that led to the little cottage where she lived that was nestled down below. The smell of her mother's cooking reminded her of how hungry she was as she ran in through the front door and bolted it closed behind her.
"It's a bit past your curfew," her mother said, glancing over at her with concern on her face.
"I know, I'm sorry," she said catching her breath again, "Daylen and I lost track of time."
"Your head's always in the clouds when you're with that boy, Luna." her mother shook her head, "I tell you, he's nothing but a trouble-maker."
"Don't talk about him like that, mother; he's my good friend!" Luna hated how her mother always had something bad to say about Daylen. "Look, I know he's done bad things before, but he's changed. And he has a very kind-heart, if you would just get to know him."

The nocturnal creatures that inhabited the woods would come out at night and roam around like zombies in search of human flesh. They resembled goblins of some sort, but much more terrifying with long sharp teeth and claws....

Daylen was a boy who loved sword-fighting and practiced everyday.

Honey Paws The Bear And Sunny The Honeybee: The Tale Of An Unexpected Friendship

Honey Paws The Bear and Sunny The Honeybee would be assumed by most to be enemies, but they were actually the complete opposite.

It was Thanksgiving and they were sitting up on the hill having a nice picnic while the sun shined bright above them. "Honey Paws, what are you thankful for?" Sunny questioned as she nibbled on her honey muffin.
"Hmmm.... Honey." he quickly responded as he took a bite out of his peanut butter and honey sandwich.
Sunny laughed, "Of course you are." She smiled, "Well then, you should be thankful for me too. After all, I am a honeybee. And we make honey."
"That's true.." Honey Paws absolutely loved his best friend, Sunny. Most bees weren't very fond of him because he would take honey from their beehives. But Sunny was a different kind of bee and she was quite happy that Honey Paws enjoyed her honey as much as he did. The first time they bumped into each other, Honey Paws was nosing around in her hive as usual. Sunny had just gotten back from collecting nectar with her brothers and sisters.
"Umph!" she buzzed into him, "Hey, what are you doing digging around in our hive?"
Honey Paws was licking honey off of his now yellow paws, "Huh?"
"I'm tired of bears like you taking our honey!"
"Mmmm, but it's so good..." Honey Paws licked his honey-covered chops.
She looked a bit surprised at his compliment and stopped buzzing around angrily, "....Really? But all the other bees tease us about our honey... I'm very self conscious about it. Do you really think it's good?" She looked a bit hopeful now.
"Oh, it's delicious!" Honey Paws smiled at her, "I like it because it's different than all the other honey; that's why I always come to your hive."
This made Sunny very confident and she beamed with happiness. Since then on, her and Honey Paws became best friends. They even made a deal where Sunny would give Honey Paws an endless supply of honey if he protected her hive from other bears. Honey Paws wasn't much of a tough bear; he was just a big clumsy softie. So he invited Sunny and her honeybee family to move into his backyard instead where there was a big apple tree. "You should be safe back here," Honey Paws assured them once he had helped move their hive over. "Thank you, Honey Paws!" they all thanked him and gifted him with tons of honey. He was in bear heaven.
Honey Paws smiled at that memory as he lay down now with his tummy full, looking up at the clouds passing by. "I'm thankful for honey. But what I'm most thankful for is you because without you, I would never have known how exquisite tasting honey can be."
Sunny blushed, "I'm thankful for you because without you, I would've never known how good my honey actually is."
They both smiled at each other.
"Look! It's a cloud that looks like you!" Honey Paws pointed up at the sky at a cloud shaped like a little honeybee.
"Oh, you're right." Sunny looked up and then noticed a cloud that looked like a big cuddly bear, "And look, it's a cloud that looks like you next to it!"
"Oh wow, they're best friends too, I think." Who knew bears and bees could get along? 

Honey Paws The Bear

Honey Paws was always getting into honey. Also trouble. He was a very clumsy bear. His friend Sunny The Honeybee would always be buzzing behind him lecturing him about things. She was a very smart bee. Her and Honey Paws were best friends.

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One day, Honey Paws and Sunny were out playing in the woods. Honey Paws was hiding behind a tree waiting for Sunny to come find him. He then noticed a turtle that was slowly walking by. Suddenly he was filled with curiosity and walked up behind it "Hello there, sir," he greeted him.
The turtle nearly jumped out of his shell, "Oh my! And who are you?" he exclaimed.
"I'm Honey Paws and..." he searched around for Sunny, "And I have a friend named Sunny who is supposed to come and find me; we're playing hide and seek."
"Hmm, that's nice..." the turtle didn't seem very amused, "Well, I must be on my way now. Good day."
Honey Paws watched him slowly continue down the path, "Where are you headed to?"
"Well, that's none of your business now. Is it?" The turtle was getting a little snappy.
"I just thought I might be able to help," Honey Paws was quite the nosy bear.
"I walk to and from town every day and I'm perfectly fine, but thank you for the kind offer."
Just then, Sunny came buzzing over, "There you are!"
Honey Paws was glad to see her "Sunny! This is.. Um..." He stopped and realized he hadn't even asked for a name. "Mister turtle sir, what is your name?"
The turtle seemed a bit bothered by this question, "And why would you want to know?" This turtle reminded Honey Paws of his grandfather, very grumpy. "Look, you ask too many questions and I really need to get going now."
Honey Paws and Sunny watched him in silence, "Turtles are interesting creatures," Honey Paws whispered. "Let's go pick blueberries now." He started walking away.
"Wait," Sunny stopped him, "Did you hear those bushes move?"
Just then a big hungry alligator came out from behind the bush in a very sneaky-like manner, or so he thought.
"An alli-" Honey Paws was about to shout out.
"Shhh..." Sunny interrupted him, "I don't think he's seen us yet."
The alligator was headed straight after the turtle, who was very unaware of him. "We have to help that turtle," Sunny whispered.
"We're no match for that big guy," Honey Paws gulped.
"Well, neither is that turtle and he's about to be lunch if we don't help him." Sunny pointed out.
"Hmm, you're right... Well what should we do?" Honey Paws scratched his head as if it would make him think up a good idea.
"Hmm.. What are alligators afraid of?" Sunny thought, "Hey, we can make pretend snake sounds like a big scary python and try to scare him off."
"That's a great idea, except I don't know how." Honey Paws looked a bit discouraged.
"It's easy, just make a long hissing sound like this: "Sssssssssssss..."
"Oh, that's easy." Honey Paws joined in, "Ssssssssssss..."
"Huh?" The alligator stopped to look around, "That's strange..." He spoke in a low deep voice.
"Ssssssssssssss!" Honey Paws and Sunny hissed louder.
They now had the alligator's attention, "Oh no, he saw us!" Sunny hid behind Honey Paws as the alligator started making his way towards them "Quick, Honey Paws, let's go get that turtle and make a run for it."
"You thought you would fool me, didn't you?" The alligator was very angry now. Honey Paws and Sunny ran up to the turtle, "Sorry mister turtle sir, but you're going to have to come with us if you want to save your life." Honey Paws scooped him up and they took off.
"Wait, what's going on? Put me down!" The turtle yelled and when he noticed the alligator coming towards them he yelped and hid inside his shell.
Honey Paws and Sunny ran as fast as they could through the woods and when they were far away enough they stopped to catch their breath, "I think we lost him," Sunny looked around, "Good thing alligators are pretty slow, just like turtles."
"Hey, I heard that," the turtle spoke up from inside his shell, he then poked his head out slowly, "Look, I'm sorry for being a bit rude earlier, but I really owe you both my sincerest gratitude for saving my life back there. I would be inside an alligator's tummy right now if it wasn't for you two.... So thank you." He smiled, "And by the way, my name is Sheldon. It's my pleasure to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, Sheldon. I'm Sunny and I believe you already met my friend, Honey Paws."
"Oh yes, the bear with lots of questions," he chuckled, "Well, I'll be happy to answer all your questions now."
Honey Paws rubbed his tummy as it made a loud grumble, "Would you care for a honey sandwich?" They all laughed.
"Oh, I won't turn down a meal right now," Sheldon's tummy growled in agreement.
Then they all headed down the hill to the little cottage where Honey Paws lived and had a nice big lunch. But beware of the creatures that lurked in the woods, Sheldon would not be traveling to town that way anymore. And Honey Paws and Sunny hoped to never encounter that angry alligator again.
 

Decadence~

Vivian was a little girl with a wild imagination and a lively sweet tooth. She loved munching on her grandmother's baked goods while she was told tales about a land made of sweets.  Especially around Christmastime when she could just snuggle up beside her and eat cookies and sip hot cocoa.

It was a snowy Christmas night, and Vivian was indulged in a tale that brought more terror than delight...

"Now listen here, Vivi, Decadence was no doubt a land luxurious with goodness. However, deep in the Waffle Woods, in a little hut that stood beside Licorice Lagoon there was evil secretly brewing... The Sweet Fairy had quickly become aware of this after an encounter with some of these bitter creations that were being brought to life, who broke into her palace one night and stole her magic wand. Panicking she gathered her little army of confection critters to seek out these thieves and bring back her wand. For the power of sweet goodness would surely win over whatever sour evil creatures were being conjured..... It was a late evening when the orange sun was setting and the marshmallow clouds were raining soda pop, Cinnabunny and Cupcat were standing in the great big hall that led to The Sweet Fairy's throne. She had sent out her little chocolate dove messengers to gather all of the sweetlings here tonight for an emergency meeting. 'I suppose we can just go in right ahead,' Cinnabunny went up to the big wafer doors and slowly pushed them open while Cupcat followed behind.
'Oh, my sweetlings, you're here! I knew I could count on you two!' The Sweet Fairy exclaimed flying over to them with her arms wide open, 'This is urgent and I'm glad to see you!'
'We were worried, your highness!' Cinnabunny cuddled up next to her for a warm hug and Cupcat joined in.
'My dear sweetlings, the land is in danger and we must save it," she flew over to her throne, 'These little goblins made of gingerbread broke in last night and they stole my precious wand! Without it, I can't bring any more goodness to the land! Decadence will be doomed forever! I need my wand to bring sweetness to life for the better of the land! Or else it will be taken over by sour evil and darkness!'
Cinnabunny and Cupcat were shocked at this news and couldn't stand the thought of Decadence becoming a land without sweetness.
'Don't worry, your highness, we'll catch those rotten thieves!' But who could be responsible for creating such evil concoctions? Cinnabunny and Cupcat were determined to find out. After the meeting, all of the sweetlings agreed to be on the lookout for any suspicious activity and report it immediately. Peppermint Puffin had even claimed to see these suspicious Gingerbread Goblins in the Waffle Woods, down below from her home on the mountaintops of Mt. Snowcone. This sent an uproar of fear within the crowd of confections. 'Lock your doors tonight and be safe!' The Sweet Fairy ordered and with that she sent everyone off, except for Cinnabunny and Cupcat which she presented with shiny candy armor. 'I chose you two because you are my most loyal creations.' she patted them both on the heads, 'I want you to seek out this evil and destroy it, but please be careful, my dear sweetlings.. I am rather worried.' She had a look of concern on her face, 'And make sure to use that armor; it will aid you on your journey.. Oh and one more thing!' She then flew away to quickly grab something. 'My magic sugar is powerless without my wand, but it will at least ward off those sourlings. Here.' She handed them a little pouch and then nodded with approval for departure. Cinnabunny and Cupcat both looked at each other a bit fearful for this journey they were about to embark on, but they now knew it was ultimately up to them to save the land and they would not let The Sweet Fairy down. 'Farewell, and be safe!' she called out after them as they took off."

Vivian was sitting in the living room next to her grandmother who was in her rocking chair. She had wide open eyes filled with both excitement and fear, "Grandmerry, what ever happens next?" There was a recipe book laying out on the coffee table left opened on a page that read 'Gingerbread Men' and they had smiling faces and little gumdrop buttons, unlike the evil Gingerbread Goblins that Vivian imagined to be frowning and had long pointy ears.
"Oh we'll have to continue the story tomorrow. But for now it's well past your bedtime, little one." her grandmother smiled, "After all, I don't want to spoil your sweet dreams."