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No Way to Spend the Festive SeasonDecemberween was only two weeks away. The day of giving, cheer, friendship, festive spirit and miracles. Two long, cold weeks away. It had only just begun snowing for the first time that December, bringing both comfort and concern to a lone figure trudging along the frost-dusted field of the Free Country town.No Way to Spend the Festive Season by I-am-THEdragon
He shivered in the cold, his blue shirt providing very little warmth. on the front of the shirt in white Bauhaus93 font was his non-punctuated name 'homsar'. Homsar stopped and looked around, listening out for anyone. All was silent, except for the sombre whistling of the bitter Winter wind that chilled his pale white skin. Over in the distance he could faintly see maybe one or two townsfolk doing some early Decemberween shopping for their friends and family, but it was likely that everyone else had retreated to the warm comfort of their homes.
Homsar was very weak from the hunger that had pained him for many days now, and his vision was blurring slightly. As he took off his yell
To Stick in One's CrawThe huge field of Free Country, U.S.A was quiet that day. The weather had been pleasant and very sunny since early in the morning, and everyone seemed to be off minding their own business. In the silence of the field, doing some yard work, was none other than young Homestar Runner, wearing his favourite pale-yellow duck shirt. Well, he wasn't really doing yard work; he was just scraping at the ground with a hoe. No-one knows how long he was there, but he had been there a while, as a patch of grass had been scraped away, and now Homestar was just standing there, scraping at a rough patch of dirt with a hoe. He stood there with sort of a blank look, his scraping getting slower and slower as he grew tired of the repetitive motion, before he finally stopped and spoke.To Stick in One's Craw by I-am-THEdragon
“This yard work is hard work!” Homestar quipped, sweating a little.
Just as Homestar thought of leaving, Strong Bad and The Cheat walked over to him, clearly both amused and unimpressed by his ‘yar
HSR Fanfic: The house of the Brothers Strong was decorated with orange lights that twinkled as the sun set. The moment the sun dissappeared behind the horizon, Strong Bad burst out the door dressed as Vegeta, followed by The Cheat, who wore a Perry the Platypus costume and carried so many rolls of toilet paper that he was barely visible behind it.HSR Fanfic: by BelugaBaby
Strong Bad rubbed his hands together. "This is sure to be out best Halloween yet! Look out, unsuspecting neighbors, 'cause we're armed with several dozen rolls of 4-ply t.p.! Who knew they even made that stuff? Come on, Perry The Cheatapus, let's get a-papering."
Strong Bad and The Cheat were intercepted a Homestar Runner, who wore his usual attire. "Hey, Stwong Bad. Hey, pile of toilet paper. Happy Decemberween!" He handed Strong Bad a sloppily wrapped present.
Strong Bad quickly tore off the wrapping paper. "Rhinofeeder 2 for the Fun Machine? You actually go