Apocalypse Bears

After the family gathering, the great apocalypse, Death and Famine win the race. War, having to ride behind Pestilence, wishes he had a whip... and a face mask. Pestilence wishes he was better at riding a horse, it was not helping his sciatica. All of them wonder if a maxi taxi would be better next time.

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F off I'm Thinking Bear

Just leave. Shut up. I can't think with all that racket. My fluff hurts to circumvent your large bladder of ignorance. I don't have a nice bone.. I just have fluff. Piss off and let this bear think.

I ate my valentine!

Falling to the floor in complete misery valentine bear cried her little button eyes out. In a fit of fluffy hunger she had eaten the treasured memento of her true love. Staining the stomach fluff was now the sugar heart that read 'I miss you already'. Her only hope now was that he would not ask to see it.

Beary Christmas

Chilling out under the Christmas tree, Christmas Bear was glad the powers that be had made lights able to twinkle. The pretty colors flickered through his empty fluff as he recovered from too much egg nog.

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