Paelfire

“Pappy, we gotta help her!” Rabbit  softly whined at the sight of the damsel tied to a rock. “I… I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do. It’s already too late.” Rabbit cocked her head in disbelief, “Wh-what do you m-mean?” “Watch…” Peter grimly pointed at the waters as they turned a foreboding shade of bright green. The source of the glow suddenly breached the waters and bellowed a deafening mechanical roar. Rabbit clenched her eyes shut and clamped her hands to her copper ears. She cautiously opened one optic and stared, trembling, at the beast before her. A coppe

“ACHOO!!” “G-g-g-gezundheit… oh, oh my… ACHOO!!” “You two feeling any better?” Rabbit and Hatchworth glowered at an obnoxiously happy Spine carrying Junior in one arm and a pot of vitamin soup in his other as he walked into the room. A little revenge. Served piping hot. Rabbit sniffed hard as a long gloopy strand of oil dangled from her oxidised nose, “Sh-sh-shaddup.” The Spine held back a haughty laugh and set the pot down at their feet before tucking the blankets back around his snotty siblings. “You were warned that this would happen…” “M-m-m-meh,

“My, my. That didn’t turn out well now, did it.” A tall, gangly man with blond hair wearing a white lab coat stalked through a darkened ravine, carrying a small lantern – his only source of illumination. It was pitch black and the surroundings appeared to swallow all forms of natural light, save for the faint spectral glow of the gaslight. “All those years of hard work gone to waste... Only to be outsmarted by a pair of ‘clueless’ robots as you would have put it once.” He held up the lantern over a pile of twisted scrap metal. “Guess you couldn’t outmatch me after all. Even after