Fun Sized Sweet (1)

Oh noes! It looks like you've run into a wild hiatus warning! I, the omnipotent (to an extent) creator of sweet am sorry to say that right now, Sweet is at a current pause! Quick! Go write some fan fictions! Make some videos! Oh, I know, I'll make it up to you by making a MINISTORY. Mwahahaha, I will make little tidbits for you and call it, FUN SIZE! Like, the candy that you get on halloween that's not really 'fun sized', it's just too small and once it's in your mouth it's gone.

But, Fun Size will be fun. Also, I may use it as a conveyor for smaller details I forgot to explain. Or, it might be a video, a side comic or even some old character designs I was considering using in the beginning. I'm trailing off again. Alright, it's time for the first ever FUN SIZE SWEET!

Rosalyn: "Um... Hehe, hello..." 

Oh dear Lord, not you guys again. 

Persephone: "Lighten up, we're just going to tell the ministory. It's going to be about us."

For the love of peeps, I told you you guys are supposed to be mystic, mysterious characters, and introducing you two any sooner than I've intended might wreck the whole story. 

Rosalyn: "Oh, sorry... Um... I didn't know..."

Persephone: "Don't be such a pushover, Rosalyn."

Rosalyn: "Oh, sorry..." 

Okay, I'm going to let you guys tell the story this time but I won't hesitate to stop you right in the middle and say, "Woah you dun gone too far."

Persephone: "Are you really going to say, 'dun gone'?"

You bet your mysterious character britches, lady. 

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Persephone: "Ahem, where should we start, sister?"

Rosalyn: "How about at that part where-"

Persephone: "Right. There. Okay. 

Alright, listen to this story. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the thoughts of Skittles." 

Persephone: "*Rosalyn, that's where you do the thing!*"

Rosalyn: "The... Thing?"

Persephone: "Ugh, you're hopeless."

Rosalyn: "Oooh, the thing! Sorry. *deep inhale* badrumnamunamumnamumna-"

Persephone: "What kind of drum roll noises are those!?"

Rosalyn: "Well, how would you do it then, miss know-it-all!?"

Persephone: "Like this, *drum roll noises*."

Rosalyn: "Oh, so apparently all I have to do is say it in those little star thingies and it 'ill all be okay. And if you weren't sure, that was sarcasm."

Persephone: "Precisely.

Now, without further ado, The Thoughts of Skittles." 

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It was a normal, grey, boring day for a certain young cat, and how he remained so young for four years is a mystery for even certain plaid-flannel-shirt-wearing bimbos of whom I cannot name. Aside from that, he was a normal (*technicolored*) cat. Today, however, was a day that was overtaken by his imagination. Skittles prowled the underground hide-out which he and his comrades used as a dwelling place, imagining a dense forest. Danger lurked around every corner, Skittles knew that the job was hard, but if he wanted to protect his beloved Wendy from harm, he had to search this thick forest for foes. Suddenly, a horrible smell reached his little nostrils. It was a large monster. Not just any monster, but one that had been hunting Wendy for such a long time. Skittles was really just so tired of trying to fend off this wretched beast from Wendy, and was just ready to claw this beast's eyes out. Skittles snuck up behind the big, red monster and heard it say these words (ones he did not understand, but he knew they must be a threat towards his beloved Wendy): "I wish Wendy would wake up and realize how much I like her... It's like she's entirely oblivious-" 

With that, Skittles pounced and screamed in his own cat language, "You'll never catch her you beast!" 

"Skittles you worthless- UGH!"

The end