Last Person to Post Wins

[CellarDweller]

whatever your smoking only makes you think you're in a fantasy world.

*takes the win, still on Earth* and walks away.

Go to bed, son!

[Chase]

*jumps on mattress*

You can't make me!

[CellarDweller]

*turns around - raises eyebrow*

Son, who do you think you're sassing?

[Chase]

will you read me a bedtime story?

[CellarDweller]

*sits on bed*

Once upon a time, there was a handsome young Prince, named Chase.

Chase was a kind and just Prince, and also gifted with the talent to write. His writings were favored among his loyal subjects in the realm known as GaySpekia.

All this should've made Prince Chase happy, but there was some sadness in his life, as he always was running after the elusive win. At times, he felt like his life was cursed, as he was subjected to "chase" the win forever.

One night, his kindly father, King Chuck, explained to him that life is not all winning, and that wins would eventually be lost, but not to worry, as there are always new wins to be had, he just needed to be patient.

his father's wise words gave Prince Chase comfort, and his father tucked him in, kissed his forehead, turned out the light, and left Prince Chase's room so the young man could have sweet dreams of the future.






ON his way out, King Chuck took the win with him, knowing this would give Prince Chase the opportunity to search for the win tomorrow.

the end

[Cridders88]

That is so cute

[Bhp91126]

It is! Isn’t it?

[Chase]

The prince has returned

[Bhp91126]

Gives prince his bottle of formula, burps him and puts him back to bed. Takes win, d’oh

[CellarDweller]

Takes the win, cleans it, and places it in a place of honor for all to see.