And Then I Got Smushed
By Orchid
Plomp.
Huh.
Plunk.
What! Could it be . . . two-leg things?
"Do not disturb the water."
There are! There are two-leg things!
"Welcome to . . . Moria . . . speak friend and enter."
No! Oh no, NO! Do not go in! The rocks whisper. They tell of foul creatures who have destroyed all the beautiful, fuzzy dwarf people things. There are foul, creeping things in the deep.
Carefully, I swim to the surface. I must save them. The holly roots sing songs about the fires and the black deaths. Two-leg things died in Moria.
I will save them. I will keep them safe in an air pocket in my mouth. I love two-leg things. I will take them to safety.
Oh no you don't! You're not going in there! I'll just start stuffing the small ones in. Wow! Look at him squirm!
Hey! Ow! Argh! Stop!
No time to tell you, now come with me! Crawl into my mouth. There's room for all.
Stop it! I eat bugs! I swear I eat bugs!
My poor arms.
Oh no! I have let him get away. Precious two legs! I chase after them. I almost get them . . . then the rocks fall. And I got smushed.
The sad end.
By Orchid
Plomp.
Huh.
Plunk.
What! Could it be . . . two-leg things?
"Do not disturb the water."
There are! There are two-leg things!
"Welcome to . . . Moria . . . speak friend and enter."
No! Oh no, NO! Do not go in! The rocks whisper. They tell of foul creatures who have destroyed all the beautiful, fuzzy dwarf people things. There are foul, creeping things in the deep.
Carefully, I swim to the surface. I must save them. The holly roots sing songs about the fires and the black deaths. Two-leg things died in Moria.
I will save them. I will keep them safe in an air pocket in my mouth. I love two-leg things. I will take them to safety.
Oh no you don't! You're not going in there! I'll just start stuffing the small ones in. Wow! Look at him squirm!
Hey! Ow! Argh! Stop!
No time to tell you, now come with me! Crawl into my mouth. There's room for all.
Stop it! I eat bugs! I swear I eat bugs!
My poor arms.
Oh no! I have let him get away. Precious two legs! I chase after them. I almost get them . . . then the rocks fall. And I got smushed.
The sad end.