Can't believe Rasticore, not letting me out to play? It's rather pathetic how he thinks he can control me, a mere hand at that? What could he do lightly hit me, tickle me? If he couldn't contain me what makes him think he can do it, pathetic. It was easier than I had thought to escape Miss Heinous clutches, due to her obsessive nature with Rasticore cuddling him. Heh, I can tell from his hand alone how he hates it, detests it, dislikes it, it's so amusing, entertaining even seeing the hand writhe, thrash, shake in agony from her tight constraining hugs similar to that of a python, circling, constraining it's prey helpless.
Still it's a shame for when the deal is done the old coot deluded herself into believing they could be together. But they barely know one another perhaps age does make one senile it would explain a few. But still for her crippling loneliness to consume her to this extent. It's rather sad but amusing heh…I will never be that weak. Grimacing, I wince at the brief sting making me scowl at my bandaged wrist, noting some shy claw marks and ruby red threatening to spread through only for it to be easily healed up, as expected from me.
I will never be as pathetic as to claim her as my soulmates after all for our kind to accept a soulmate would mean dying with them, considering our lifelong immortality, age has never been a fearful factor for us as it would be to others. But even then to claim a soulmate would be to submit their immortality into weakening, into dying the moment their soulmate does, that is how I was taught and to supress my eternal gift for some lousy partner…the price is sooo not worth it. Why spend my life with one person when I can have so many flings on the side? I'll never understand those that claim to be happy…happiness must be taken.
"How are those trousers Buff Frog?" Cheekily, I question the frog startling him out of his diary entry barely writing English, I don't get why he even has one when he himself can't write. At least I was taught how to do that, a gift that has served me well in reminding those lower than me what they are missing out on.
"You…" Surprised, Buff frog's yellows hues widen only making me smirk.
"I warned you now look at where you are? Whose feeding your kids?" I question the selfish fool, disgust laced in my tone as he bows his head.
"I…I must do this for children's future…wait why are you here?" Perplexed, he questions me.
"I get a free pass…" Indifferently, I shrug lying, sneaking in is too much fun.
"How come?" He frowns.
"Don't know don't care. Now then shall we do something that is a bit more how do I say productive?" I offer dropping off from my tail.
"Um…" Unsure, he blinks lost to my words making me scowl at the dingus.
"Right got to dumb it down for you come on let's get you out of here." I translate as I snatch the guard's keys and unlock it, freeing him.
"Thank you but why?" Lost, he questions rubbing his throbbing wrists.
"Feel like it, besides who doesn't love ruining plans…? The reactions are the best part!" Giggling, I confess the truth.
"There is hole in corn, they…" He begins only for me to raise my hand silencing him.
"I know." Simply, I answer as I feel a familiar tug on my trousers making me look down at one of my rats.
"Wait rats?" Surprised, he blinks going on guard making me roll my eyes. Calmly, I get out from my pockets some cheese, passing it to him making him grin giddily as he passes me a note which I shove in my pockets after doing the deal transaction.
"Chill these rats are on our side." I assure him, petting the rat before me as it leans into my touch, making me chuckle lowly at the pathetic weaklings, to think affection can manipulate so many…
"How come?" He frowns.
"You don't think they all like Ludo do you?" I chuckle.
"Ludo!?" Surprised, Buff Frog blinks.
"Don't you know? Yeah he isn't dead seems he has his own wand and new entourage….I mean henchmen. He has all this." I fill him in.
"Then why need more?" Innocently, he questions making me chuckle at such naivety.
"Why else? Once they take a sip of power they always want more and more until there's nothing left." Bitterly, I explain malice etched into my tone.
"So what do these rats do?" He asks me.
"They give me reports on the on goings on and also try to sneak some food stashes for some." Casually, I shrug.
"Then that food of corn recently sent…." Surprised, he gasps.
"Bingo I was hoping you would plant it, it's not hard if mewmans can why can't monsters?" Casually, I reason.
"I…thank you for kindness…" He bows his head making me scowl. It isn't a kindness it's to balance things or an attempt at it.
"The field up top, did you?" He enquires.
"I helped plant it yes I have planted a few near monster villages with my rats…" I elaborate.
"You…why do you do so much?" Amazed, he exclaims.
"I…maybe to make up for something besides they are my people." Sternly, I remind him.
"Make up for what?" He quirks his head to the side.
"It doesn't matter. Come on we don't have long." Dismissively, I remind myself of the topic at hand.
"Do you know Ludo's plan?" He questions me making me scoff, Ludo's plan please, he wishes…
"No…I don't know his plan I never do…" Irritated, I scowl, rage laced in my tone, confusing him but I raise my hand, silencing him as I turn to the rat who nods.
"Follow the rat I'm sure you'll catch on then." Sternly, I order Buff Frog perplexing him but nodding his head, bowing his head thanking me making me chuckle shaking my head at the fool, thinking I'm on his side, I'm on no one's but my own. I simply wish to see how things play out maybe mess with the fool, with the empty shell of a dictator. Smirking, I leave the hideout…
Smirking, I watch on as Buff Frog writes in his diary, no doubt going to tell the little Butterfly bringing a smug smirk to my lips. People are so easy to manipulate especially those with connections; they are much easier to sue and take advantage of and he thinks I'm a soldier for the monsters such as him. Pathetic, I am neither a monster neither am I a faithful servant for the mewman kingdom. I fight for myself, just like I have my entire life. Frowning, I glare down at my vibrating mirror phone, no doubt it's Heinous, such fun we will have playing this game of ours Heinous…