The Trinket | Chapter Twelve [Comm]
### Chapter Twelve Sleepless Nights After Hunter had somewhat recovered from the shock of his conversation with the strange badger, he realized that they had not even exchanged names. So that was a real mercenary... Straight to the...
The Trinket | Chapter Eleven [Comm]
### Chapter Eleven Study Room Hunter woke up the next morning feeling as if he had never gone to sleep in the first place. After he had turned off his television and slunk his way into his bedroom, his thoughts had been obsessively revising...
The Trinket | Chapter Ten [Comm]
### Chapter Ten The Letter Hunter spent the rest of the day walking around with little else on his mind other than the fact that he was in public with a wet pullup underneath his jeans. He only had one more class that day, a 6:00 P.M. coding...
The Trinket | Chapter Nine [Comm]
### Chapter Nine Radio Silence Hunter hit the refresh key on his keyboard for what must have been the hundredth time that day. Two days had passed since he sent out his message and the tab open to the website had remained pinned in his browser...
The Trinket | Chapter Eight [Comm]
### Chapter Eight DaringTare.com Hunter leaned back in his chair, his fuzzy arms stretched high over his head as he let out a groan of exhaustion. He felt something crack pleasantly in his upper back, and he sighed as he relaxed once...
The Trinket | Chapter Seven [Comm]
### Chapter Seven Discovery The semester wore on, and with the progression of time came the increasing difficulty of the subject matter that Hunter's classes were covering. None of them even compared to the mounting complexity that his...
The Trinket | Chapter Six [Comm]
### Chapter Six Stowaway Fall break came and went, all too quickly as such respites from the demands of academia tended to do. Hunter noted that it had been well spent, as his two friends had ended up sleeping over two of the weekend nights...
The Trinket | Chapter Five [Comm]
### Chapter Five Fall Break Hunter stared at the paper in front of him, the corner of his lip turned downwards in an expression of abject chagrin as he perused through the various corrections and comments on the exam in front of him. On...
The Trinket | Chapter Four [Comm]
### Chapter Four Exam Day Hunter bolted straight upright in his bed, his chest heaving as he panted to catch his breath. He could feel the back of his pajama shirt was slick from his sweat, not unusual for him after having a stressful night's...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Three [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Three Jack's Gamble Jack had always been under the impression that he was a very, very clever weasel. Sure, he had never properly applied himself in school, nor had he shown any particular interest in a craft or anything that...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Two [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Two Tools of the Ruling Pharaoh The exam ended prematurely that morning, as the professor ended up excusing himself after having all of the students deposit their unfinished exams on his desk before he departed with haste to...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-One [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-One Finals Hunter was wearing a 'Blue's Clues' diaper that morning of the Calculus final. A had a stuffed animal in his backpack, a pacifier in the front pocket of the bag, and in his jean pocket he had decided to stuff a tiny...