This story was originally published on VeganStreet.com 1.0 on October 28, 2001.
was a dark and stormy night. Thirteen ravens circled the full moon at the stroke of midnight, and a faraway shriek pierced the cool, starless night. Little Tina and Timmy Tinytot clung to each other as they made their way down Twisty Lane, eager to be safe in their beds, warm under their blankets. (Please don't ask why the Little Tinytots were wandering about at midnight, as the author is quite aware that this is a strange hour for good children walking alone under the witching moon. They had their reasons, but to explain them would interrupt the flow of the story, and that would not be nice at all.)