humor – Page 27 – Little Fears

Inktober Day Eighteen – Bottle

“Just one more drop,” grinned the demon.

“Humans cake?” asked the cloud.”Didn’t think you liked peoples sweets.”
“No, human cake,” she groaned. “A cake made of humans.”

“Let’s rock!” hollered the stone beast.
Sprite sighed…

“So weak I can’t pull up an ear of corn, eh?” he sighed.

“She might look a bit funny, but trust me,” he sighed, “if your name ain’t down, you ain’t getting in.”

“Hey dad,” said the child, “look at the size of them!”
“I know,” replied the father. “Tiny, aren’t they?”

Suspended in the air, Sprite looked down and sighed as history repeated itself. This was exactly how his last relationship had ended.

“Brah,” said Dribbles. “Got a Kleenex?”
“Nope,” sighed Sprite. “Got an umbrella?”

“Look,” sighed Chicken, “I just want to cross the road.”
Spectre and Sprite smirked.

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Not an Inktober level doodle, but I couldn’t get the image out of my head of Spectre and Sprite heckling chickens as they try and cross the road…

Over the screams of terrified sprites, the beast did growl, “excuse me bruv, may I have a roast chestnut?”