Primrose

It was now late afternoon, and Zepp found himself once again ascending the elevator, being summoned by Primrose to help out with another task. He waited for the white marble and gold box to reach the enchanted cloud the Heavenly Embassy lay upon. Mirrorshades ready to at least lessen the effect of the harsh artificial sunlight on his eyes, he made his way across the cloud, towards the greenhouses, in search of the cherubun.  It took some time to locate him, Primrose attending one of t...

It had been over a month since the first cherubun had entered Burrowgatory— Dove, their name was. Sable hadn’t met them herself, but she’d seen the name here and there. In group chats, news articles… ‘cherubun’ was on everyone’s lips lately. For good reason too— it wasn’t every day a new species (subspecies?) was discovered.  History in the making, a comment sai...

       Time continues to slip by Annalise. Despite ruminating on what Dove had told her, Annalise’s mind was so full of questions, and the more she thought, the larger those thoughts grew. What other virtues were there to strive for? Dove said there were seven, the same as vices. Well, they weren’t sure, the demons mentioned seven but only six different sorts of horns had appeared. Which virtues opposed which vices? Was there ...

There were Mochi Moon parties happening throughout Burrowgatory but none lit a candle to the exclusive party held at the VIP lounge at Wonderland Casino. Here, its proprietress Angora, brought out the most expensive bottles for her elegant patrons and friends, along with the freshest mochi that Dan made specifically for them. While not one to entertain a partying crowd, he came on the insistence of Shibani and Dove. Unable to resist their pleading doe-eyes and, ...

Isanghan laughed, lounging in one of Primrose’s chairs. He refused to sit in it properly, favouring to dangle his legs over the side of the armrest. He scrolled on his phone while they talked, checking the numbers on his various social media accounts. At this point, this was a menial task, and he was well able to keep up conversation while he did this. He had just released a new single– and, of course, it was well-received. ...

News of a new establishment opening in Burrowgatory was typical. It meant a new watering hole or brothel. Maybe a naughty toy shop with a litany of sex toys and porn. For Vesta it meant a new place to network.   Work took priority over enjoyment and if buns flocked to check out the newest hot spot then Vesta had to go and see it. The model and fashion designer simply had to make an appearance and show off the ...

Ignition may have misunderstood his assignment. At the moment he was within the high seeming confines of the heavenly embassys greenhouse. He had been searching through all the flowers to try and pinpoint which exact ones were tea leaves. He had brought Explosion with him, somehow hoping the imp would have better initiative and smell than he did. The small sceil lifted its head from where he was curled on the dolls shoulder and stuck his tiny tongue out to try and taste the air for som...

“No. That’s wrong.” Harrow stopped what he was doing, turning slowly to stare at Primrose. The bun haughtily turned his nose up at Harrow’s stare, even going so far as to sniff in displeasure. Turning his head to look back at the dirt on his gloves, Harrow crouched lower to get a better look at the leaves he was procuring, unsure of how to proceed. He thought he was doing it right, but with the way Primrose wa...