In the middle of monkey city -in the town centre- a vicious battle was being fought. The sky was peppered with smoke; the air smelled like cordite; gunpowder and burnt rubber. Explosions, gunshots and the rumble of engines sounded everywhere. This was war

Where did the bloons come from? How did they come to be? And what of the monkeys? How is their intellect and their society on par with ours? This story takes place after "The Ice Empress" to find out. Also, this story has a great deal of breaking the fourth wall. I speak to the characters, and they talk back. They know we exist. Don't freak out.

Amelia Sandoval is an ice monkey that tries to learn how to control her cyrokinesis. However complications ensue, and she finds herself needing them in order to stop an invasion of bloons. Will she keep them under lock and key, or will she accidentally cause another ice age? Let's take a read, and see for ourselves...

The life of a dart monkey, filled with battle, love, adventure, and slice of life. rated T for possible descriptions of violence, after the first arc it'll be mostly one-shots for a bit. criticism is appreciated!

A city known as the Monkey City is constantly being attacked by Bloons. This fic is about how the monkeys in the Monkey City always stop the Bloons.

I wonder how awkward it was for the first monkey general that gazed through his binoculars across the fields of bloons to find an identical general doing the same thing in his direction. Oh, points for the original title too.

Nothing like a soothing siege to help you finish that last minute project.

A former Dart Monkey is really tired of the war and asks his old mentor if there is a way to stop the Bloons

Jim was the average kid of the city of bloonza. It started getting bombed and he took his favorite dart monkey with him. They were the only survivors... Or so they thought