Tofutush Short Stories

This is a series of short stories featuring my sona, Tofutush, and her friends. The stories take place before the War of the SandWing Succession, and in a modern society with all modern technologies.
Tofutush: SeaWing, female, suffers from depression.
Chubby: MudWing, male, suffers from overweight.
Sandstorm: SandWing, male, Bunny's boyfriend, a cybrog.
Bunny: SkyWing, female, Sandstorm's girlfriend, suffers from lukemia.
Eva: RainWing, female, suffers from hyperopia.
Eridan: IceWing, male, suffers from a made-up disease that kills dragons when they stop being a jerk. Crushes on Tofutush.
Leader: NightWing, male, not moonborn, suffers from anaemia.
== Neon Lights ==
I lay on the sea with my wings outstretched, counting the stars.
The stars flicker on and off, on and off.
The moons flicker on and off, on and...
Wait, why does the moon flicker on and off?
My gaze moves towards the Summer Palace, which is decorated with neon lights.
Neon lights flicker off and on, off and on.
Neon lights block moonlight.
I return to my stargazing. One, two, is that Ursa Minor? Ugh, I lose count.
I look back at the neon lights hanging all over the Palace. One neon dragon is having a ridiculous scale polish. One dragon is drinking some unidentified liquid. One dragon is doing who-knows-what.
All of them are very smug. All of them blocked out the stars and moons with their constant flickering.
I focus on stargazing. How wonderful the night sky is, don't those dragon realize that? They're too occupied with their advertisement and money to look up and appreciate the night sky. The night sky, where stars and moons get together, forming the most precious scene in nature.
Unable to contain my frustration, I pick up a random shell and throw it full force at the Palace.
The next morning, some dragons come to check on the sign I broke. One of them follows the track of the shell and finds me.
"Uh," I stammer, "look, I'm sorry about this, but I kind of lost control and--"
"You misunderstood me," says the SeaWing, "this sign belongs to SeaWing Fine Scale Polish, Inc., but I'm the manager of another company. I am wondering if..."
He talks. I listen and get surprised, then happy, that such a good thing can find me.
"By the way, my name is Reef, manager of Bayside Hotels, Inc.. I will be present at your trial if SFSP tattletales to the court."
As night falls, I grab every piece of rock and shell I can find, and throw them at the SFSP sign. It is broken within minutes.
Bayside Hotels have put up a much bigger and flashier sign in place of the one I have broken. Its buisness is booming, thanks to me, who have given it the space to put up that new sign.
I lay on the sea with my wings outstretched, counting the cash. 
== Tofutush: Consulting Detective ==
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