Gerald Wicksworth arrived at MagiCorp Industries on a Tuesday morning to find his cubicle had sprouted legs and was currently chasing the water cooler around the office. This was, unfortunately, not...

In the mystical kingdom of Whimsyshire, where wizards regularly forgot their own spells and unicorns had terrible allergies to their own rainbow dust, there lived a dragon named Reginald Flamberton...

Meredith Sparklebottom had been having a perfectly reasonable Tuesday morning until her dragon decided he was a lap dog. Not metaphorically, mind you. The seventy-foot-long, fire-breathing beast...

Merlin McSniffles had always been proud of his perfectly groomed beard, his pointy hat that never seemed to fall off no matter how vigorously he gestured, and his ability to turn anyone into a toad...

Sir Whiskers the Brave stood atop the ramparts of Squeakington Castle, his whiskers twitching in the morning breeze as he surveyed his domain. As the most renowned mouse knight in all the Seven...

Commander Zylphop of the Galactic Regulatory Commission adjusted his seventeen purple tentacles nervously as he reviewed the emergency report that had just arrived via quantum fax. The document,...