The Adventures | Sharkboy And Lavagirl

The sky above Planet Drool had turned the color of a forgotten bruise.

Sharkboy sniffed the air. For the first time in years, it smelled like birthday cake and thunderstorms. the adventures sharkboy and lavagirl

And with that, he blew on the embers of Lavagirl’s hair. The spark caught the eraser-rain and turned it into glitter. The gray suit of the Auditor became a bathrobe. The calculator tie became a scarf. The clock-face melted into a sundial—useless, beautiful, and alive. The sky above Planet Drool had turned the

The Dreamer’s Eclipse

Sharkboy stepped forward, placing himself between Lavagirl and the oncoming gray tide. His fin caught the last sliver of sunset. And with that, he blew on the embers of Lavagirl’s hair

Through the fissure stepped a tall, gray figure wearing a necktie made of calculator tape. His face was a clock with no hands.