My Little Monster
08-23-2016, 09:00 AM
He looked so god damn happy and that bothered her. What did he find so funny that he thought it appropriate to wag his tail and grin like an idiot. She doubted it was the heat that was making him so deranged. He'd been like that when she found him. She eyed him warily and sat with a fair amount of indifference on her face. She'd eye him almost warily as she tried to determine what was running through that beady little brain of his. She didn't trust him as far as she could throw him and she was damn sure she couldn't throw him. He'd finally answer her and she suddenly wished she hadn't asked the question at all. His response made her sick to her stomach and she'd look away from him as his tail stopped wagging and the shit-eating-grin wiped from his mouth. She wasn't sure why his antics changed but she didn't quite care at the moment. She was too perturbed by the idea of him believing that eating eyeballs gave him a sense of understanding over his victims. She'd finally turn to look at him with a glower to her face. "Then you're an idiot. You don't need to eat eyeballs to understand others. You'd probably understand them better if you didn't. There's this magical thing called communication. You should try it some time." She retort at him, not enjoying their conversation a bit. "How would you like it if I took your eyeballs?" She'd ask rather hotly. She hated the idea of it. It wouldn't make her any better than the one who took her father's eyes, or even any better than Ritsy. But she was curious to see what his reaction would be. Would he squirm or would he just grin at her again with that eerie ass smile? Walk, "Talk" Think |
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