Chapter 2 Fluff
Salad fingers lifts up his rug to see what treasures are beneath it. He spys a peice of fluff. "Claudia, sister, I haven't seen you in ages." He rasps. "Are you using my rug as a home?" He gets up and takes the fluff over to the table and sets it down. "Have some tea," he says pouring lumpy, squirming green stuff into a plate.
He puts the fluff in it and watches as the green stuff covers it. "Oh dear sister you really like that tea," he says pulling the fluff back out. It drips onto the floor slowly. "You're barfing up perfectly good tea on my floor!" he says sternly. He drops the peice of fluff on the ground and walks away. "Clean that up" he says
Salad fingers returns shortly after demanding his 'sister' to clean her mess. He is shocked to find that she is still sitting in her filth. Salad Fingers decides that she must be sick, if one is to be so lazy as to not clean their mess. "Claudia, we shall walk through the streets and give you some grand English air.". Salad Fingers gently scoops up Claudia and walks outside.
They walk, and walk. They eventually come to a small shack. Suddenly,the wind begins to whip wildly. Claudia flys into the air, but Salad Fingers is not alarmed. "Oh, Congradulations, Sister, I see you have caught your flight back, Cheerio!" Then Salad fingers goes and gently taps on the old shacks door.