Showing posts with label Annie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Annie. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2023

Dancing around the Christmas tree

For the holidays, Momma Kita and Annie had prepared a nice dancing stage, at a square at Street Whores. And this time it didn't look like something that should be inside a building, but it was a piece of actual square decoration. Usually it doesn't make much sense to me to dance in the street, but because of it's looks, I decided to give it a go.

Dancing around the Christmas tree

Whotter soon discovered it too, playing on his new musical instrument, a keytar... No one even tried to flee the scene or stop him to play, so I suppose he is making progress. One friendly neighbour even got him an entire bucket of fish.

It seems to be a great team: Kita decorates and Annie scripts. The owners want to keep the stage and adapt it to the seasons, I heard. Let's see how it evolves.


Tuesday, May 4, 2021

They killed Annie

 Walking into the bar I found Whotter staring at the beer barrels, looking sad.

They killed Annie

It wasn't because the bar had run out of beer though (He's not allowed any beer anyways, but it's hard to check what he does there when he goes to the bar on his own...), but the cause was a dead rat lying on the floor: Annie.

They killed Annie

Someone, we suspect it was the person named Annie, had used rat poison and the poor critter had eaten it. A couple of hours later flowers were layed on the floor to commemmorate the poor thing.

Knowing Whotter, he is now brooding on revenge...

Thursday, April 29, 2021

A rat called Annie

 So, Whotter got in a bit of a row with one of the girls...

 A rat called Annie

Annie, one of the girls who is regularly at the bar, and probably one of the most succesful whores at Street Whores lately, had been calling him 'my new fur' after he had been greeting her with some soft roars.

Initially, Whotter seemed to take it lightly: he just roared a bit at her and seemed to ignore her otherwise.

But then... one of the other girls got mixed up into it and got Whotter a pet: a rat.

I told Whotter there is no way that I want to have a rat in the house. Certainly not since it was obviously a rat found somewhere in the wild. So, Whotter released it in the bar, naming it... 'Annie'. It could be seen running around for a while, much to the hilarity of the visitors, then it vanished.