Animaniacs Runt Novels & Stories

Even now, with the empire’s weight on their shoulders, these moments grounded them. The door burst open with theatrical flair. Romnick stormed in, arms laden with bottles and an absurdly oversized teddy bear that dwarfed his frame. “Uncle Romnick, reporting for diaper duty! Who’s first? I’ve got the skills—wipes, powders, the whole arsenal!” His grin was infectious, cutting through the fatigue.

His private investigator, Donald, walked in, his steps resolute. After handing a file to him, he said, “Here are the details I could get about the doctor's son.” Antonio took the file from him, his gray eyes scanning through the content, taking in every detail, every line, every sentence and every single word. Donald cleared his throat and broke through the silence. “The doctor's son's name is Marco. Marco Rossi. He's twenty two. An intern, and a medical aspirant. He's 5’10. with Olive skin.”

I said, handing her the chart. “Bout damn time,” Zoe huffed. I immediately tensed up when our 10:30 came in. Our patient’s owner was a good-looking guy around Zoe’s age, possibly a little older, and from what I’ve seen, he was her type. If you looked up ‘frat boy’ in the dictionary, his face would be splayed on the page. He was checking her out, and I found it harder and harder to control my jealousy. “Good morning. My name is Zoe, and I’ll be examining Titus today,” Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears.

After everyone got quiet they finally started to talk and we all realized how bad things had become. " Look we know these past few months have been awful but they unfortunately are not getting any better. We have a rat here and we know it is but they also had some help" After Maestro said it everyone started to look around. " Yes they have a partner and that is someone I will be taking care of" Robyn was beyond pissed and I know from the past that is not good at all. " Bring their asses in here Chains I want to get this over with. Dice come up here he is yours to take out." Dice gave me a quick kiss and stood by Maestro

“He’s my boyfriend. We’ve been together for a year.” “Did you ever have a dog before you got with Kevin?” “Yes,” she said as she got excited, almost like a kid talking to her. “He’s a good dog. He’s a golden retriever and he always jumps on me when I come home.” “How old are you, Tabitha?” “Whose Tabitha?” “You are,” Ellen said as she leaned forward, her interest perked. “No. My name’s Renee and I’m nine.” “Nice to meet you, Renee. Can you tell me what your parents look like?” Ellen asked.

It struck her, loneliness is a very human emotion that could plague any normal human being, "Is that how it feels like to be on the run?" He sat back and rested his chin on his hand, he nodded, "It is for me ... the first few months were not so bad, after two years ... the silence can break you, I tried to be in the company of people, but it's not the same when you can't be who you really are ... you're not really there ... the moment you find someone you want to connect with, is the moment you have to flee and disappear, and you're back to where you started."

The teeth were made from shards of shattered coffin wood or mangled brass fittings, as were the long talons on the end of their many fingers. The talons reached out for Jim. The orifices on the tops of their necks pulsed, opening and closing as they ground their sharp little teeth together. In the centre of what passed for their chests were two huge rheumy pits that could have been eyes or some other sense organ. They leaked pus and seemed to gaze right into Jim with recognition and with a desperate need. It was the same need he’d seen in the eyes of his newborn brother looking at their mother.

Erik smirked at them, “Anyways shouldn’t you guys get to training? I have some things to say to our runt about her performance today.” “Ugh, again with that name.” Angelica twisted her face in disgust, “I thought we were done with that?” “Nope.” “Um,” I said, “Why exactly am I being called a runt?” “It’s what we call new recruits. Because they are hardly up to the levels of their superiors.” Erik explained, that same damn smirk still playing on his face. I wanted to rip it off. “Ah, so that’s your wolf.” He said. “What?” I asked in confusion.

I've learned to do this through the years, that when it comes to winter some animals are harder to find so savor the last ones you might get for the year. After we finish, we get up and decide to walk some more, not run because after awhile running starts to make me exhausted. My mom can run longer than I can but I run faster. Other women, who used to be with us until they broke off, told us I get tired easily because of my small form. There are a lot of disadvantages to being a runt, like you can't run for long, you're not very strong in fighting, and your wolf can't take on much. Don't get me wrong, it's not all bad. There's also advantages such as you can hide easier, you can run faster,

"This is our newest, Bambi." It took me a second to recognize my own name. My new name. She gave me an expressionless stare. Her blue eyes showed nothing except for.. discontentment? Still I pulled forth my trainings from school on etiquette and tried out my warmest smile. "Hello! I am so glad to meet you." I said. Vixen rolled her eyes at me as she stood up, "Oh, your one of those girls." She said distastefully, Fox reprimanded her quickly, her tone loud and serious.