Pop Goes The Weasel

*Pyrrhic* · 10-20-2018, 12:44 PM

Pyrrhic skidded around a corner with a whoop. His nails scrabbled for purchase on the stone floor and once they had it he propelled himself down the dark hallway. Several feet in front of him ran a weasel whose movements he mirrored. It was the weasel who'd originally careened around the corner, whose nails had scrabbled on the stone floor and who now bounded first down the hallway.

The day the Empire had arrived at their new home Pyrrhic had discovered the plethora of weasels that inhabited the castle. With his father's blessing he'd made it his mission to eradicate them.

The hall ended in a vine covered window. The weasel, seeing no other escape, leapt for the window and was in the middle of a mad upwards scrabble when Pyrrhic crashed into it. It shrieked as it was enveloped by his jaws and continued shrieking as he shook it, only falling silent once death was upon it.

Satisfied, Pyrrhic dropped its small body and beamed up the window where Benkos, the weird monkey with the bright red butt, sat watching him. The mandrill had been following him almost since the day they'd arrived and Pyrrhic wasn't sure what to make of him yet, but if his dad was happy to have Pascal follow him around, then Pyrrhic thought he could get used to Benkos. "Three down, like a bazillion more to go!"

"Pyrrhic" "Benkos"

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