Author: Tysoyo Kalli
Title: The Great Beast
Summary: Another Sin thinks of the 'Pet' of the 'family'.
Warnings: Mildly nasty if you think about what exactly Gluttony is eating (sweat drop)
Note: I have this… thing… about what each Sin refers to themselves as. Envy, thinks of itself as an 'it' as well as Gluttony as an 'it'. Though Gluttony is more male than anything. And I also refer to Gluttony as The Great Beast for obvious reasons, and Envy will often be referred to as the Monster. Lust is the Woman. Meaning its not exactly right, but at least sees herself as one, which is why its italicized.
It was grotesque to watch the Great Beast devour things. Anything. You name it, it ate it. The damn thing.
It made even the Monster squirm when it dug its pudgy hands into the soft flesh of man, woman, child, elderly, or anything it was told to devour. That was power, she decided. If it could make the eldest squirm, then the Beast was well worth keeping.
Nothing else but the sound of crunching bones and ripping of flesh irked the eldest. She sighed, discontent, as she listened to the fading screams.
You could consider the Great Beast to be the pet of the 'family' they formed. Everyone needed a dog to eat table scraps. Or extra people whom just happen to be in the worse place at the worse time. A sigh of vague pity escaped the Woman's throat, idly tapping a foot waiting impatiently for the Beast to finish.
The screams where gone, and all the sound in the small wooden room was the gnawing of flesh, and the crunch of bones.
The Woman wondered, absentmindedly, why she was unaffected by the idea of the Great Beast's inhumane hunger. By the sounds. By the tempest of blood spilling from the Creature's mouth.
"Nah, Lust, I'm still hungry."
The Woman turned to look at the Beast, eyes narrowing slightly; avoiding the little remains of the beast. It left particular parts, she soon discovered once it had come into her hands.
Her lip twitched, disgusted before lifting from the wall and walking gracefully over to it, placing a hand on its bald scalp, she sighed.
"This is all you're going to get for a while, Gluttony."
It blinked, registering her words before looking up at her, confused.
"Lust?"
"We must be leaving."
It pouted abruptly, mood changing now into a type of sadness only the Beast could muster, before shifting away from the carcass laying on the floor, blood still dribbling down its face.
She turned to look at the Creature, then sighed shaking her head. It reminded her of what people called 'babysitting' by the simple fact the creature had no true thought in its head.
"Whip your face."
It brightened, noting an up beat tone to her voice, and proceeded to do said action.
It was disgusting, this grotesque Beast's loyalty. That is what irked her.
Owari…