Battle Royale with Cheeze

The left swing down with the butt of the gun followed by the jab from the right. Left foot connects with right cheek and gun swings from under to up. The battle is on.

Instinct, fury and sheer pleasure of participating in the war fuels the ferocious stuffing contest. Who cares if it is a paint ball game gone wrong. The cause shall live on.

Not that either of them know exactly.. to the last dusty bit of fluff in 'em what cause that might be.

Comments

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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