"Go ahead," he growled to himself, "it's not like life's done me any favors before."
The truth was that Abraham Singer had been running for most of his life. He had no home to speak of…and he had no adults to call parents. To the common eye, Abraham Singer was just a simple 15 year old orphan boy. However, it wasn't pity Abraham wanted…nor was it empat
It was a dark night in New York City. Nothing happened, except for a few leaves blown through the air by the autumn wind.
Then the sirens started. Within a heartbeat the entire police was out on the streets.
The central bank had been robbed!
Peter was reading a book in his room, when a whole row of police cars passed by.
“Huh?” He ran to the window and saw the last car passing around the corner. “What on earth is going on?” He switched on the TV.
He searched for a speed news channel. When he found one, the reporter was just telling what had happened:
“The central bank has been robbed. Apparently Doc Oc is on the move again. We strongly recommend that everybody stays at home, until this is solved.
Live from the crime scene: Reporter Jenny, News around the clock”
Peter had seen enough and switched off the TV.
’Better stop that madman…’ he thought by himself.
Later, on top of a building near the central b
Also to be very fair, the people in charge of the bake sale weren’t people. They were more of the inhuman variety, like pretty much all the citizens of this world. However, in particular, they were spiders. Rather small and rather cute looking spiders.
However, the one who led them all was quite bigger than the rest. It was a female, humanoid looking individual called Muffet. She had gray skin, black hair with an adorable bow in it, leg length black boots, and a cute red dress with puffy shoulders and another d