Destined to become yet another of my instant classics, this masterwork is published fashionably late to avoid the holiday rush. Not since Dickens has the world seen such an eloquent and holistic approach to the season. R&R, you will not be disappointed.

I've decided to expand my already formidable powers with this, a sort of Ravencentric RobxStar fluff piece. With a twist. And this time there are no crass and immature grotesqueries. Well...

Updated! So I've been told this is pathologically violent and I have a problem. Gotta write what you know, man. Gotta write what you know. BBRae, RaeRobin, and RobinStar alike will get something out of this. The title refers to me, by the way.

In which Eddy learns a difficult lesson about life. Part two.

It was a cold, rainy day in March when the outsider had to defend his ways.

Pretentious misery.

No, they are not simply fuzzy companions. There are profound electrical implications.

Oh, this is so stupid. I don't even know why I wrote this. Dark forces must have inspired it.

And lo, the aspiring pokemon master did become big and puffy, and he would pay the substantially less than ultimate price for it.

Ash and his friends stumble upon an idealistically sunny beach. Reality soon comes crashing down.

A young paladin attempts to juggle a life of battling Evil and a life of leisure at a bar. He fails miserably and violently.