Andlat's Story Spot

"There is no way he's gonna do it." Logan insisted. “No way.” "He's in there right now." Beau replied. "He's just wasting time." Logan kicked a pebble. “There's no way.” "He had it in a bag." Toby said. "I saw it." "Yeah, well..." Logan scoffed. "He's gonna chicken out." "I think he'll do it." Beau shrugged. "Fine. He'll come out, show us, and then run back inside." Logan said. "Guaran-freaking-teed." "That's a swear." Toby said with a gasp. "Is not." Logan rolled his eyes at Toby's naivete. "Is so." They went back and forth like this until Dax's voice coming from inside the bathroom interrupted them. "Beau. Got my board?" "I do." Beau dutifully responded, though doubt was starting to set in. "Are you almost ready?" The door creaked open and all three boys' jaws dropped. "Are my w...

Micharosa looked around the library, smiling to herself. It had been a month since she had last set foot in here, but it felt like a lifetime ago. Of course, in her new life, she had quickly discovered that there were far more books than could ever fit in this library, perhaps even the whole castle. Still, the smell brought back a flood of memories. She ran her fingers through her hair as if to remind herself that she had left this life behind. Her new life in that new world was simply marvelous. The friends of the boy she had traded places with had been a bit confused at first, but once she began to mimic the way they walked, the way they spoke, they accepted that she was Mike. It helped that physically, they were so much alike, and that was not the only similarity. "Even the names." She mused, shaking her head. Mike was just a character she played. When she was alone, she remained Princess Micharosa, albeit a princess who wore trousers and played sports. "You!" S...

"Another day of school." Mike muttered in disgust, scuffed sneakers scraping on the sidewalk as he shuffled toward the school building. He knew better than to be late, but as long as he had plenty of time before the first bell, he did not want to make it look like he was in any kind of hurry. It was the same classes, day in and day out anyway. He kicked a pebble and watched it bounce. It was only as it came to a halt that he realized it was no ordinary pebble. It was blue-green and seemed to almost glow in the early morning sunlight. He hurried over to it, but misjudged his foot and kicked it under a hedge. He wanted it so bad. "Come back here!" Mike grunted, crawling into a small space in the hedge. Where was it? It was so dark in the hedge. He yelped as he suddenly tumbled, head over heels and everything, through the hedge and into a manicured garden. The temperature was warmer and more pleasant than the fall morning he had left behind and he could not shake the f...

“Face it, Levi. You lost.” “Don't need to rub it in.” He muttered, trying one last time to get the cards to stand up. It had been a dumb bet anyway, but Alice always knew just how to get under his skin. Sisters were like that, or at least Alice was. Jenn usually just sat there on her phone, observing the two of them at their never-ending game of one upping each other. “He's right, Alice.” Jenn said imperiously. Alice stuck her tongue out at Jenn. “One of these days, a bird's gonna come eat your tongue.” “That's not true.” “Ugh.” Levi pushed the cards away. “I give up.” “Well, you already lost.” Alice said. “So that means you gotta” her voice was taking on more and more of the sing-songy teasing tone. “Do what I say!” “Alice.” Jenn said. “You're not Mom.” Levi and Alice said in unison. “See, that's why people still think you're twins.” Jenn remarked, laughing as they both looked disgusted at the thought. “What's it gonna be?” Levi asked. Alice g...

Another vintage Andlat story! Andlat studied the board before him, his gaze shifting from the board to the cards in his paw and back again. “Ah!” He said. “I’ll build a route from Denver to Kansas City with four orange cards.” He made his move, placing his red train cars in a neat line on the orange boxes as Jack looked on. He was glad that Andlat had not thrown too much of a fit about his conductor cap being pink, nor the fact that the bandana around his neck was more of a scarf, every bit as pink as his cap. After all, he was all boy below the scarf, from his beloved Ace Incredible t-shirt to the shorts that were insistent about sliding down his hips when he excitedly bounced forward from his place on the floor to play his turn. He had pouted more when Jack had accidentally blocked one of his routes. Andlat had tried to hide his disappointment, but he was a bad actor and Jack always knew when he was feeling down. “You might just beat me, kit.” Jack said, studying his own cards. “I...

A classic Andlat tale "Alright, you're about to put down roots. I think it's time to play outside." Jack said, noticing that Andlat had not even looked up when he entered the room. The fox remained on the couch, chin tucked to his chest as he slouched, staring at the video game in his paws. Jack half-expected a string of drool to be coming from the fox's mouth. It was almost as though he was raising a zombie. "Andlat, now." "Let me finish this level." "Andlat." "It'll be like two minutes!" "Kit." The fox's ears perked up in alarm. Jack nodded. "That's more like it, young lady." The fox blushed, his paws playing with the hem of his Ace Incredible t-shirt. He was dressed as a boy, the gesture meant, but Jack did not care. Even tomboy vixenkits were still vixenkits. “Don't forget Rose.” Jack said as the fox shuffled past him. Andlat returned to the couch and the little vixen doll, his face th...

An old repost Luke was the best athlete in his school. Everyone knew it. No matter what sport he played, he excelled. Even the coaches on other teams would comment about how they knew he would go pro someday. Luke was all set to spend the summer at the most prestigious sports camp in the country, but then his grades came in. His mom told him that boys who barely pass any of their classes don't get rewarded with sports camp. Instead, she was shipping him off to his aunt's for the summer. Luke would spend his summer doing a different sort of athletics. Luke's aunt made it clear from the get-go that, since she had students living with her, she needed to keep her adolescent nephew out of trouble, so he would be intensively studying ballet with the students. At first, he thought that meant doing lifts and helping as an assistant, but his aunt banished those thoughts from his mind when she presented him with tutus, leotards, and panties. "For the summer, you are my niece, Gr...

Hudson was fed up with his project partner. No matter what, Madison seemed determined to make him miserable. Last Saturday, she had come over so early, he had still been in his Minecraft pajamas. “You can still work on our project.” She said. “They're cute! I think my little brother has the same ones.” He glared at her, but she smiled so sweetly, he almost thought he had imagined the barb. So this Saturday, he told her in no uncertain terms that they would be doing their project at her place. To his surprise, she agreed. “Yeah, your house was a little far for me. But, Saturday I'm at the Clarion Theater.” “What? Why?” “Helping some friends with their performance. I'll probably be done before you're there. I know you like to sleep in.” “What time?” “Oh, whenever you can make it that morning.” Girls were so annoying sometimes! She acted like he should just know what time works! He walked into the lobby and it took at least ten minutes before he found someone. Thankfully,...

A missing flower girl is a bonafide wedding emergency “Great to see you, Timmy. Oh, sorry. It's Tim now?” “Yeah, Tim.” Tim agreed, still returning his cousin James's fist bump. “Excited?” “Can't be more excited than you!” Tim replied, chuckling. James was the groom after all and he was just a groomsman. “Excited, nervous, freaking out, all of the above.” James said with a chuckle. He had always been Big Cousin James, but had never really held his twelve years over Tim. “Suits are in the other room, uh Kevin!” He waved another cousin over. Kevin was barely even two years older than Tim, but he was a senior while Tim was a mere freshman thanks to skipping a grade. “Can you show Tim” he emphasized Tim as if still getting used to it.  I changed it to Tim like a year ago!  “Where the suits are? Figured you'd be heading there yourself.” He eyed Kevin's casual clothes pointedly. “Yeah, yeah. Let's get ready, dude.” Kevin patted Tim's back in greeting and then ...

“Wanna go another round?” Logan asked. “You're awesome as Ozai!” “Absolutely!” Jayce said, grinning. “I could play Capricorn all night long!” Logan got the game started, but Jayce could not focus on the loading screen of Lucia winking and blowing a bubble with her gum. Something was bothering him. Logan had always said friends could never, ever sleep over at his house and Jayce could not understand why. His parents seemed normal. They let them have pizza for dinner. Even Logan's little sister Kaylee wasn't that obnoxious as far as little sisters went. His little brother had to be at least ten times worse. “Shoot, this lobby's not active.” Logan leaned forward to reset and Jayce looked at the boy in his Capricorn onesie, a few dark blonde curls slipping out of the dark blue hood, his plump, pink lips tightened in focus… “I'm ready for my bedtime story!” Kaylee yelled through the closed door. Jayce watched as Logan's face paled. He turned to look at Jayce, wor...

Colten had never really expected to enjoy Home Ec. After all, it was girl stuff, wasn't it? Homemaking, sewing, baking, all that girly stuff. It did not help that he was the only guy in the class. What were the odds of that? It just proved that it was girl stuff. His thoughts on it quickly changed as he realized he had a gift for baking. The teacher, as amazed as he was, constantly sang his praises. If he had been gracious in victory, it would have been fine, but each and every praise only puffed him up more. When the teacher announced that they would be holding a friendly competition to close out the baking unit, some of the other students decided that Colten had to be take down a peg. Or three. Colten got to class early to prepare his dough. He was going to make pecan hand pies and wanted to make sure that everything was perfect for them. As three of the other students walked in, he barely even looked up. Was it almost time for class already? "Hey, Colten." "Hey....

“Mom put us in charge, Em!” Jenny said. “She did not! I was sitting right there!” Emmett pointed to the couch where he clearly remembered his aunt Claire telling them all to behave while she went to drop off Jenny and Jessie’s little sister Emily at her sleepover before going off to her book club. “Did too.” Jessie said. “It’s obvious, we’re bigger than you!” “You are not.” Emmett tried to keep his cool. “I’m twelve, you two are nine.” “We’re taller though.” The twins moved in unison. It always unnerved Emmett when they did that. He tried not to show how much it bothered him that they towered over him as close as they were to him. “We’re two young women and you” Jenny said. “Are just a little itty, bitty boy.” She smiled as he squirmed and blushed. They both knew that there were few things that Emmett hated more than being reminded how little he really was. “An itty bitty boy in need of a bath.” Jessie said, matching her twin sister’s grin. “Stinky little boy.” Jenny agreed. “M...