Pig: Ja. I there won't be very many updates in the next few weeks, on account of the theatre is eating my life away, and although I LOVE it, but it doesn't give me much time to write. I might update some weekends I have off from rehearsal, but we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?
Pai bit his lip.
"Hey man, what's for breakfast?" came a voice behind him, as Kisshu stepped in, yawing.
"Kisshu, look at Tart."
"I'm….looking…"
"Notice anything?"
"I'M HUNGRYYYYY…." Tart wailed.
"Be quiet, Taruto. Now, look Kisshu right in the face."
Kisshu squinted, examining Tart,as Tart did the same, except he stuck out his tongue just for the heck of it. His stomach was now growling loudly.
"I think—" Kisshu began.
"SSSHH!" Tart shushed, spitting all over Kish's face.
"What?" Pai said, rather grumpily.
"LISTEN!"
They all became silent and listened to Taruto's stomach as it cried out in hunger.
"Pai! My tummy is trying to say something to you!"
Pai smacked his forehead.
"And what exactly is it saying?"
Tart leaned over, putting his ear as close to his stomach as possible, as to better understand it.
"It's saying…." He paused to listen, then finished the sentence in a rumbly voice, as to imitate his stomach.
"I…want WAAAFFFLLLEESSSS."
"I see." Pai said, but, knowing not any other option, continued:
"Kisshu! I have a job for you to do. Take that THING," he said, pointing at Popsicle (who was now licking herself in…inappropriate places) "and bring her to the lab. I need to do some study on her, I think I may just be able to solve our problem."
Kish sighed. "All right…" he said reluctantly, this was NOT going to be easy.
"As for me, I suppose I shall go and make…..some waffles or whatever…."
"YAY!" Taruto followed Pai to the kitchen where his breakfast was awaiting him.
...
Kisshu stared at Popsicle. She stared back.
"I always knew there was something wrong with you…" he muttered under his breath.
Popsicle twitched an ear. Sassily.
"Now come here girl!" Ksih said, sickly-sweet. "Ima not hurt joo!"
"Gawd, I can't believe I'm talking like this…."
He reached out a timid hand toward her, but she didn't respond. Perhaps he'd be able to pick her up after all.
Reaching shakily, he was centimeters away from touching her.
Then, the beast sprang. Went right for his neck, too.
Kisshu barely got a chance to scream before he could feel her spring onto his head, teeth going for his neck.
She bit him, but in some weird mix of fear, anger, and revenge, he threw her off so she hit the floor.
Before she could move out of the way, Kish collapsed, unconscious, squishing her flat.
Pig: EVERYBODY CHEER NOW!
(-Irwin)