Chapter 16
I stared at the plate full of fried chicken just right in front of me; finally after a long time without eating anything, I could eat a fried chicken again! If I can drool I would have seeing the crispy treat in front of me, a piece of chicken covered in bright yellow crispy thing and some kind of blue icing on top of it, probably from Mr. Boar secret recipe.
'Come on Zwei, just bring it closer already!' I said to the small dog standing beside the plate.
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Huh, he doesn't seem to hear me.
'Zwei, please bring it to me.' I told him again.
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No answer.
'Zwei?' I call him again, fear strike my very root, I really hope he do not have a sudden heart attack right before he gave me my fried chicken!
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The silent are really unbearable.
"Five percent." He suddenly said.
'Five percent?" I looked at him in confusion, I'm really glad that I could see him when he moved just a little bit under the sun glasses that covering my vision.
"yes, five percent." Zwei smiled, those word made me feel like I was being watched by a very dangerous predator.
'Five percent of what exactly?' I asked the dog, I really hope he does not mean what I think he mean.
"Of the world duh." He answered as he bit into the plate and move it left and right.
'What do you mean by that exactly?' I said, trying to act as innocent as possible, am I sweating? I feel like the temperatures are somehow rising really fast.
"Stop acting like you don't know anything bro." Zwei smirked. "I heard everything and I want to join the fun." He moved the fried chicken up and down in front of me. "What about it? A very delicious fried chicken with ice dust icing on top of it?" The dog wiggles his non-existence eyebrow.
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Fried chicken, or half of my territory?
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'One percent for that fried chicken.' I told him; no way I traded half of my territory just for a small piece of fried chicken.
"Four percent." Zwei said.
'Two percent or no deal.' I shot back.
"Deal." Zwei smile. "Nice doing business with you bro." He put the chicken on the top of my roots.
'Thanks.' I told him.
"No problem, by the way do you have a name?" Zwei asked me.
'I do, in the past.' I answered him.
"In the past?" He looked at me questioningly "So, what is your name? Can you at least tell your business partner that?" He stared at me with no smirk or smile.
'Does it really matter?'
"No, I'm just curious about what you said." The dog shakes his head. "I'm sorry if it's bother you."
'No problem, the man I was before has reached the end of his own journey by taking a shortcut, a shortcut he should know only available for a coward.' I looked at Zwei who was listening carefully. 'His name is...'
"Mr. Tree!" I heard Ruby shouting my name from distance, I heard her footstep accompanying by the sound of hoof hitting the ground, it seemed the ground is strangely hard today for their footstep to be this loud.
"We finish cooking the foods and I want to show you the result." She stand under my leaves with that brilliant smile of her. "Here." She pour a bucket of fried chicken on top of my roots.
I looked at her with (Imaginary) tears in my leaves. 'Thank you Ruby...' *Sob* 'I never expect you guys to be so kind.' I looked at the amount of fried chicken she put on me.
"Eh, why are so surprised?" Ruby looked at me with confusion. "I thought I told Zwei to tell you before?" Ruby tilted her head.
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I quickly glanced at where Zwei was standing before, there is nothing there right now.
I have already felt my sap pressure rising...
'ZWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!'