myo-037: Anastasius

The Jack-in-the-Box was an interesting little surprise on Moore's porch. And an even more curious item once he got it inside and started to play around with it a bit. The crank worked fine, the music was functional, but it would never pop open no matter how long he cranked it for. The music would simply repeat, and even stranger, the crank never felt like it had any tension behind it. Typically, if you cranked one of these for too long, the tension would make it impossible to crank without br...

"I'm sorry, Anastasius." The taller pheromoo shrunk under the other's gaze. Despite her previous incident, she had been keen to continue having fun and engaging in pranks and tomfoolery. Unfortunately, that didn't work out that well the second time either. At least she didn't get kicked in the face this time- or at least, she hadn't been yet. If she didn't get started with sweeping up the confetti on the floor, she just might be. She looked down at Anastasius, who had his arms crossed and loo...

Anastasius had been woken up by the sound of dirt shuffling around in the garden that he and his uncle worked on together. It was mostly for him, seeing as it was his house, but Moore liked to take care of it for him- which he didn't mind at all. He came out with a small light in his hand, noticing a familiar set of brown horns poking out from behind one of the bushes. "Ugh, Uncle Moore, what are you doing this late at night?" He whined. As he got closer, he noticed that the other pher...