{"id":1867,"date":"2014-06-17T09:45:25","date_gmt":"2014-06-17T15:45:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/?page_id=1867"},"modified":"2014-06-28T21:21:16","modified_gmt":"2014-06-29T03:21:16","slug":"the-naughty-cubs","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/fan-stories\/the-naughty-cubs\/","title":{"rendered":"The Naughty Cubs"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-106 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/ngg_featured\/edit64.png\" alt=\"edit64\" width=\"64\" height=\"64\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/ngg_featured\/edit64.png 64w, https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/ngg_featured\/edit64-24x24.png 24w, https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/ngg_featured\/edit64-36x36.png 36w, https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/ngg_featured\/edit64-48x48.png 48w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 64px) 100vw, 64px\" \/>Written by Teffet<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;\"><span style=\"color: #339966;\"><em><strong>DISCLAIMER:<\/strong> All characters and situations appearing in this work are fictitious, and are intended for mature audiences only. If you are not a legal adult, or it is illegal for you to read about adult situations, then you may not read futher. All characters belong to their respective owners. This story is not to be reproduced, copied, or otherwise published anywhere, in any way shape or form, without the express permission of the author.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"ngg-singlepic ngg-center\" src=\"https:\/\/www.krezzkaravan.com\/magazine\/wp-content\/gallery\/miscellaneous\/the_naughty_cubs.jpg\" alt=\"the_naughty_cubs\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Ah, the holidays. It&#8217;s a time of relaxation, celebration, and gift-giving for all!<br \/>\nBut this year, in the small Town of Pouncefield, something is about to go terribly, terribly wrong&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&#8220;THE NAUGHTY CUBS&#8221;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Edward Foxx, he sprang of the bed.<br \/>\nHe had a small bump on the back of his head.<br \/>\nAnd Edna Foxx, that was his little sister,<br \/>\nShe was the devil that gave him that blister.<br \/>\nHe wasn&#8217;t angry, not even a bit.<br \/>\nThe bump was for Laura, whose butt just won&#8217;t quit.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Laura was beautiful, gorgeous and hot.<br \/>\nLaura loved Edward, she loved him a lot.<br \/>\nAnd Edward liked Laura, she made him feel good.<br \/>\nHe&#8217;d love her all day, if only he could.<br \/>\nBecause Edna was jealous of Laura the squirrel.<br \/>\nShe thought she was gross, and wanted to hurl.<br \/>\nShe did her best to keep them in view.<br \/>\nAll day and all night, and always she knew.<br \/>\nKnew if she was with them, she&#8217;d have no cares.<br \/>\nNo naughtiness, vulgar and pointless affairs.<br \/>\nFor in the end, Edward, he belonged to her.<br \/>\nShe loved him so much, she needed his fur.<br \/>\nYet Laura, she knew, of Edna&#8217;s desire.<br \/>\nBut if she confessed, she&#8217;d be called a liar&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Now back to the story,<br \/>\nand all of it&#8217;s &#8211; glory&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">It was Christmas morning, and all was in motion.<br \/>\nEdward had tripped, and caused a commotion.<br \/>\nBut it was alright,<br \/>\nthe spirits were all bright!<br \/>\nEdward got up, and opened a present.<br \/>\nInside the box was the moon of a crescent.<br \/>\nEdna had opened a big teddy-bear.<br \/>\nThen a knock on the door, that gave them a scare.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Into the house leaped Laura the squirrel.<br \/>\nShe was out of breath, wide-eyed, and scared; the poor girl.<br \/>\n&#8220;We have to get out!!!&#8221;, she said in a rush.<br \/>\n&#8220;Because Santa&#8217;s attacking&#8221;, which she said in a hush.<br \/>\n&#8220;It&#8217;s gotta be cold-&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;He&#8217;s after us, Ed!&#8221;<br \/>\nThe three ran out the house, their faces were red.<br \/>\n&#8220;What happened to Santa?&#8221;, asked Edna, confused.<br \/>\nLaura kept running, all answers refused.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Then out of the sky, a distant light shimmered.<br \/>\nAnd out of nowhere, dropped Santa. He glimmered.<br \/>\nSanta looked sullen. Exited, but grim.<br \/>\nHe even looked angry, his belly was slim.<br \/>\nNo jolliness, happiness, or even some glee.<br \/>\nWith a glint in his eye, and a bump on his knee.<br \/>\n&#8220;I don&#8217;t understand it, not even a bit!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Every cub in this town has been naughty, oh shit!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;Every cub?&#8221;, asked Edna. &#8220;Even Edward and me?&#8221;<br \/>\nAnd then Santa replied, &#8220;It gives me no glee<br \/>\nI must inform you that you have been naughty this year.<br \/>\nYou had sex with Edward, my small furry dear!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Then Laura and Edward jumped back with the shock.<br \/>\nShe explained how she mated, well past 1 o&#8217;clock.<br \/>\n&#8220;While Edward&#8217;s asleep, there&#8217;s nothing to hide.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;But Edna, that&#8217;s sick!&#8221;, Edward then replied.<br \/>\n&#8220;Say what you want, but I love you, big bro.&#8221;<br \/>\nThen Santa, he laughed. He screamed &#8220;Ho ho ho!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;If you really loved Edward, that&#8217;s too bad for you!<br \/>\n&#8216;Cuz this whole town has been naughty, so cry &#8216;boo hoo hoo&#8217;!<br \/>\nAnd give back your presents! Just hand them right here.<br \/>\nYou were all naughty, so no Christmas this year!!!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;But why were we naughty?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;You&#8217;re too young to mate!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;But I am not naughty.&#8221;, and Santa took the bait.<br \/>\n&#8220;There&#8217;s no way you&#8217;re a virgin, that&#8217;s completely absurd!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Come now, Santa,&#8221; lied Laura, &#8220;I give you my word.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;I suppose if you&#8217;re quiet, ugly, and rude&#8230;&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;I&#8217;m not quiet or ugly, but I&#8217;ve not been seen nude.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;Something about you says you&#8217;re lying, I think.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;But if you were Santa, you&#8217;d know.&#8221; And he blinked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Why doesn&#8217;t he know?&#8221;, said Laura, victorious.<br \/>\nSanta looked grim, but Laura: still glorious.<br \/>\n&#8220;He&#8217;s not Santa at all, it&#8217;s just a big trick!<br \/>\nAn impostor, my dears, of good ol&#8217; Saint Nick!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">She pulled off his robe, and stomped on his foot.<br \/>\nFor inside the robe, all covered in soot;<br \/>\nThere hid Pokeinfo, the treacherous cub!<br \/>\n&#8220;You ran out of luck, Poke-ey. You&#8217;re out of our club.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;Hey, what&#8217;s up guys? What&#8217;s going on?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Just stop, Pokeinfo, this game is like TRON:<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s not very long, but it is very hard.<br \/>\nAnd always you lose when you let down your guard!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry you guys. You can have back your present.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Shut up, Pokeinfo. Go get dressed, and get decent!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u201cThere is one more thing I just do not get.<br \/>\nHow did you know of me and Ed, my sweet little pet?\u201d<br \/>\nPokeinfo was flustered, he didn\u2019t know what to say.<br \/>\n\u201cI really just guessed, I\u2019m sorry Edna, kay?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cNo, not a problem, it\u2019s all for the best.<br \/>\nI\u2019m going home, to sleep and get rest.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The hurt feelings of cubs, they were all healed.<br \/>\nAnd Laura had won: She saved all of Pouncefield!!!<br \/>\nBut Edna felt bad about poor Pokeinfo.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">She took him back home, and gave him a show.<br \/>\nThe cubs: they were happy, real snug in a bed.<br \/>\nYiffing and yiffing, and some giving head.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Edward and Laura skipped into her house.<br \/>\nShe smiled and laughed, and pulled off her blouse.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And that is how this story comes to an end.<br \/>\nSo now I sit back, smile and click SEND.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Written by Teffet DISCLAIMER: All characters and situations appearing in this work are fictitious, and are intended for mature audiences only. 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