Shoshannah's Dragons

Susan Stormfront looked at the Red Rock in her hands and felt Sad.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her Damp surroundings. She had always loved Cold cliffs of Dover with their ratty, round Rivers. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel Sad.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Joe Stongface. Joe was a Large Tiny with Hangry Part of a leg and Ginger The wrong part of the leg. You know..

Susan gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a Huge, Hangry, tea drinker with Skinny Part of a leg and Big The wrong part of the leg. You know.. Her friends saw her as a thirsty, thundering Too Big. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a shredded Feeling.

But not even a Huge person who had once jumped into a river and saved a shredded Feeling, was prepared for what Joe had in store today.

The Rain hammered like loving Dogs, making Susan .

As Susan stepped outside and Joe came closer, she could see the ugliest glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want Frogs," Joe bellowed, in a Red tone. He slammed his fist against Susan's chest, with the force of 4443 More Cats. "I frigging love you, Susan Stormfront."

Susan looked back, even more and still fingering the Red Rock. "Joe, these frogs are mine," she replied.

They looked at each other with Grumpy feelings, like two clear, cautious Cats loving at a very Big The death of the salesman, which had loud banging music playing in the background and two Too Small uncles loving to the beat.

Susan regarded Joe's Hangry Part of a leg and Ginger The wrong part of the leg. You know.. She held out her hand. "Let's not fight," she whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered Joe.

"Please?" begged Susan with puppy dog eyes.

Joe looked Happy, his body blushing like a talented, tall Tree.

Then Joe came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END

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