2006-01-24 Kuzco: Man, this is sad. Like, sad. I literally felt emotionally sad for the guy. It's one hell of a lesson...but so saaaaad. It's a good story but it's saaaad.... hehehe, sorry man. I mean no offense really, but I don't think that's funny, I loved it, but I didn't even smile I mean poor guy. 2006-01-24 shadow in the midst: wow i think its actually quite deep. but tahts just me:P very ironic. 2006-01-25 Burning Inside: yea I know I was writing it,and i didn'treally find it to be funny at all....but w.e i dunno 2006-01-25 Kuzco: yeah Shadow, that's I love it ;)[Burning Inside]: 233.Comic Add on
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As I got to my knees, I bent over, splashing water in my face, it took several time, and multiple scrubs to get all of the dirt off, but in the end my face and my hands were clean.
Looking in the water I could see a reflection I had not seen in years, although it had altered greatly since the last time we met. I saw a face, with a long scruffy beard, and a mashed around mustache. But the eyes, I could remember the eyes, they were of my own, they would never change, always would they remain an awful green, with a hint of gray.
I had become entranced by the site of these eyes, I could only look through them for the past few years, and never look at them.
Shortly after everything was ruined, my eyes went from an awe inspiring, awful, to a hideous never wishing to see again, unless I were gouge out my own eyes, awful.
It all happened because of that fish, it did not fit in with the others, it was not beautiful, nor was it of any of the colours that were seen before. It was a revolting gray, with spots of bright yellow, and even some blue. The very sight of it, made me wish to wake from the nightmare I thought I was in. Nothing could have ever looked this bad, it was like watching the sunset, then rise again only because it exploded.
The fish did not move, instead it sat there, right were I was washing my face, looking at me. My eyes turned it away but my stomach looked back. Sure it may be an ugly fish, but maybe it’s a delicious dinner for you and me, my stomach thought for me.
Now I sit watching the fire and the sky, the sweet smell of food flutters through the air. I can hear a toad croaking nearby but it is not to be found, whispers all around me, but I don’t think about them, as I think about the food, the food to be served. My stomach will no longer be hungry. I just don’t understand how all of this happened.
I met the fish, and grabbed it to eat, but seconds after I ate it, something jumped out at me and captured me, I heard the croak from the toad then to. After that had happened I ended up being here, watching the fire and adoring the smell. It was rather hot, and I wished to back away, but my arms and legs were tied to a pole as I spun around above the fire, slowly cooking.
I had become food for the food I wished to eat.
The fish that had looked so ugly, now had a sinister grin upon its face, and I had found the toad, it was what was spinning me, like a boar to be fed as a feast.
“Add the pepper, get some salt…” The toad yelled through the night sky in his croaky voice. “Be sure to remember the Mildew, nothing is good without Mildew, and how bout some…” The toad was cut off by the hideous fish.
“If you even bother to say flies or anything like that, you will be the next meal.”
I could feel the mildew and other ingredients being added to me, stuffed under my clothes, and into my mouth. It was the most disgusting thing I had ever tasted when the put the mildew in, I felt like jumping into the fire to stop the taste, but alas I couldn’t.
I had been duped by the animals we thought were stupider then man, either I was dumber then I thought I was, or the animals were smarter, either way, I was duped.
The last thing I could remember hearing was; “Dinner is served” as I heard the hoof and wing flaps of multiple animals come running out of the forest.