Meanwhile, Pluto is questioning something culinary-related himself.
Current Location: Hedge Gardens, Disney Castle
Timeframe: After KHII; Before Re:coded
Word Count: 189 words.
A Mouse's Preference
Pluto sniffed the item with great suspicion. It looked normal, it smelled normal, it felt normal. Pluto squinted his eyes just to doublecheck for any abnormalities.
But did that mean it was normal?
It wasn't hard, it was soft. Quite the contrast from his usual bones. He held doubt that it would be able to hold any of his gnaw marks like the bones managed to do.
In fact, he was starting to wonder if it would hold even one bite mark. Pluto sighed, he wasn't getting anywhere with this mindless investigating. He needed to taste it for himself to see what the King saw in the food.
So, he took the cheese the and chomped it, swallowing it in seconds due to it's small size.
He licked his mouth with his tongue before lashing it out, indicating his now cheery mood. It tasted divine. The solid dairy product tasted extremely iffy and a tad bitter at first, but it was the aftertaste that kept Pluto wanting more.
The dog shifted his eyes left and right, he pondered if the King had remebered to lock his cheese pantry today.