Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)More Like This
Charlie huffed blowing a strand of hair from her face and slouched with an elbow on the counter. The stool pinched her butt randomly where it was cracked when she shifted in a certain as yet undefined way. The kiosk was smelled heavily of pretzels which she initially found pleasant but now haunted her dreams. It was cramped with the appliances to produce and bake them, giving her barely enough room to squeeze around them under ideal conditions.
It was the end of week two of her summer internment at the ‘Pretzelmaniacal’ booth at the local mall. Week one consisted of her brief training and was the longest period of time she had seen her boss. On the second week she was turned loose to run the little food kiosk on her own, only seeing Elise at the end of the afternoon when the owner/manager took over. Charlie at first was pleased at trust she assumed she had been entrusted with but then quickly realized that the booth could be run by a trained monkey. Not even a particu
Devious Journal EntryDecided to start up a tumblr for the comic because I don't want to clutter my regular one with updates posts. Follow it or something.More Like This
A trip to the store..More Like This
Morning. Caitlyn squinted her eyes against the light coming in through her blinds. A Saturday, no school, and from the sounds of it, or lack of sounds, it didn't seem her parents were home. She mulled over the idea of just staying in bed and being lazy when she felt a sharp pain under her ribs. She inhaled sharply, peek one eye cautiously open. "Oh...so you're still there..." Her sheets billowed up roundly over her middle. There was a flutter along her side as she sighed. "And you too..." Every morning she thought she was going to wake up with her regular form and laugh about the crazy dream, but the wait pressing down on her middle was unmistakable. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She'd pretty much resigned that this condition wasn't just going to go away as suddenly as it appeared, but one could hope. "Bah" she muttered.
Turning her head to the side she looked out the window. Blue skies, some light clouds. Looked like a beautiful late summer day, she'd go to