Onyx Bryan

Tom Thomson was contentedly mopping the floor of the mall. It was after hours, and outside of the few other janitors working on other floors, he was entirely alone. He was a recurring convict of the Fun Police, being a connoisseur of the sillies. But after his last arrest—as he had all the other times he was released after serving time—he swore not to openly partake in the sillies. As he worked his way towards the entrance, a car approached from outside, blaring music so loudly it could be...

Credit: Untitled Goose Game “We know you did it, Mr. Burglar Man!” Detective John Franks declared, dramatically slamming his hands down on the interrogation table. “My name is Tom, you should know that, and I haven’t stolen anything!” said the man on the other side of the table. “What are you even charging me for?” “Excessive Tomfoolery ,” said the detective with malice. Mr. Burglar Man visibly paled, drawing a smile from Franks. Detective Franks had been chasing Mr. Burglar Man for ages now....