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No more warnings; the chickens are already dead.
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Timesheet
by Nightfall
part three
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|5:50 AM|_
Gah! Clock say bad thing! Okay. Okay. I am a fast, speedy demon. I can do this. To the bar in ten minutes before she wakes up. I can do it. Fast, speedy demon. Fast, speedy demon.
Fast, speedy demon with bum leg. There are some days I thank my human mother for teaching me about callousness, cruelty, injustice, and politics at such a young and impressionable age. Then there are the days my schedule runs overtime before breakfast! What was the *matter* with those chickens, anyway?
_|6:00 AM|_
"XELLOS! Owwwieeeeee..."
"Yes, Master!"
"WHERE'S MY PICK-ME-UP? OW!"
"Right here, Master!"
Gulp gulp gulp. "Thazbetter. Go make me some coffee'n breakfast."
"Yes, Master!"
I wonder if she knows how much like Zelgadis she sounds in the mornings. I don't think she'd appreciate the comparison. It's kind of endearing, though.
"'N'stop being perky at six in the bloody ack morning."
"...I'll keep that in mind, Master."
If you'd only make yours up, Master. Oh, well, at least it's only an injunction. At least she's not Gaav or Phibrizzo, to punish on the first warning. I'm very lucky, really.
_|6:01 AM|_
"XELLOS!"
"Yes, Master!"
"WHERE'S MY PICK-ME-UP?"
"Inside you, Master!"
"...Whaaa?"
"That's why it doesn't hurt to scream, Master."
"Oh. Well, where's my coffee, then?"
"I'm boiling the water now, Master."
"Howlongzitgonnatake?"
"Um... I can torment the salamander if you want it quickly, Master."
"Good idea. Gold star, that man."
"Thank you, Mas--"
"GO AWAY AND MAKE ME COFFEE!"
"Ma'am!"
_|6:04:01 AM|_
"XELLOS!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Where's my coffee?"
"It's almost done, Master."
"NOW!"
_|6:04:12 AM|_
"Xellos?"
"Yes, Master?"
"It's black."
"You wanted it NOW!, Master. I didn't have time to fix it up, but here's the sugar, and the cream..."
"Cream? As in milk?"
"Yes, master."
"Ew. You put cow juice in it?"
"Er, yes, Master. That's what stops it being black."
"I may never drink coffee again."
"That's up to you, of course, Master."
"Here, let me try it without."
"Of course, Master."
_|6:04:35 AM|_
"ACK! Pthbt! Yuck! Cow juice! Now!"
"Right away, Master!"
Okay, that was worth it.
[end part three]
No more warnings; the chickens are already dead.
_|88:88 88|_
Timesheet
by Nightfall
part three
_|88:88 88|_
|5:50 AM|_
Gah! Clock say bad thing! Okay. Okay. I am a fast, speedy demon. I can do this. To the bar in ten minutes before she wakes up. I can do it. Fast, speedy demon. Fast, speedy demon.
Fast, speedy demon with bum leg. There are some days I thank my human mother for teaching me about callousness, cruelty, injustice, and politics at such a young and impressionable age. Then there are the days my schedule runs overtime before breakfast! What was the *matter* with those chickens, anyway?
_|6:00 AM|_
"XELLOS! Owwwieeeeee..."
"Yes, Master!"
"WHERE'S MY PICK-ME-UP? OW!"
"Right here, Master!"
Gulp gulp gulp. "Thazbetter. Go make me some coffee'n breakfast."
"Yes, Master!"
I wonder if she knows how much like Zelgadis she sounds in the mornings. I don't think she'd appreciate the comparison. It's kind of endearing, though.
"'N'stop being perky at six in the bloody ack morning."
"...I'll keep that in mind, Master."
If you'd only make yours up, Master. Oh, well, at least it's only an injunction. At least she's not Gaav or Phibrizzo, to punish on the first warning. I'm very lucky, really.
_|6:01 AM|_
"XELLOS!"
"Yes, Master!"
"WHERE'S MY PICK-ME-UP?"
"Inside you, Master!"
"...Whaaa?"
"That's why it doesn't hurt to scream, Master."
"Oh. Well, where's my coffee, then?"
"I'm boiling the water now, Master."
"Howlongzitgonnatake?"
"Um... I can torment the salamander if you want it quickly, Master."
"Good idea. Gold star, that man."
"Thank you, Mas--"
"GO AWAY AND MAKE ME COFFEE!"
"Ma'am!"
_|6:04:01 AM|_
"XELLOS!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Where's my coffee?"
"It's almost done, Master."
"NOW!"
_|6:04:12 AM|_
"Xellos?"
"Yes, Master?"
"It's black."
"You wanted it NOW!, Master. I didn't have time to fix it up, but here's the sugar, and the cream..."
"Cream? As in milk?"
"Yes, master."
"Ew. You put cow juice in it?"
"Er, yes, Master. That's what stops it being black."
"I may never drink coffee again."
"That's up to you, of course, Master."
"Here, let me try it without."
"Of course, Master."
_|6:04:35 AM|_
"ACK! Pthbt! Yuck! Cow juice! Now!"
"Right away, Master!"
Okay, that was worth it.
[end part three]