Playing With Corpses

by C.L. Forest

Lovely marionettes were all that were left. But Courage smiled. He pulled the strings to live his life normally. He played with corpses to keep things going. -Dark, takes place after The Great Fusilli-

"Sleep well, Courage."

He remembered those words. Muriel's smile. It was so much better than what was left now.

A puppet's thin line with a chin that could go up and down.

Perhaps he regretted being unable to save them.

But what can he do now?

Their souls were gone.

But Courage only laughs. Continues life as if nothing is wrong.

His dreams are wonderful. Muriel and Eustace are alive and Courage always manages to save them.

Unlike what has happened in reality.

He was playing with corpses.

Puppets.

But he was fine.

Courage the Cowardly Dog was absolutely fine.