Brotherly love? meh. Tolerance?
11-15-2021, 11:54 PM
Misery knew all about how to pick and choose a sentence. Mac was promising not to touch them but left out that he had already done so. Of course, it was possible the boy had left them alone. The kid seemed healthy but Misery had been a child not all that long ago and doing stupid things was part of what kids did. Misery considered trying to press on the issue but decided to let it go.
Misery had no problem waiting for the kid to answer as they got towards the bottom of the mountain to where more grass was managing to make it through the rocky foundation. The boy started listing off his dreams and the part about doing his duty was so fake in Misery’s mind that he could have rolled his eyes and called the kid on it but not this time. Maybe the kid was that bent on ‘pack duty’ but considering his age, how little of the world he’d seen, and how little experience Mac would have Misery seriously doubted it. It also just sounded too prepared, ‘do my duty for the pack and mom’
“Mmm…see the world?” Misery seemed to consider that, “For the moment I’d think just learning all of the packland should keep you entertained for now and if it doesn’t you’re a fool. It’s up to you to figure out why though.” Either Mac would acknowledge interest in pack ground or he’d have a response to being called a fool. It was kind of fun toying with a little brother to get a feel for him. Poking and prodding to see what caused various reactions.
“It is a big world out there though, you are right about that.” Might as well offer some acknowledgment of the boy being right about something and of course, the words were friendly again, “In fact, tomorrow I’m going out a short way to compare differences elsewhere to how they are on our land. I could use someone to carry things for me. You’ll do.” It wasn’t an offer but Misery had just assigned him a task. Misery wasn’t even making it sound like they’d be playing but that Mac would have to actually do work. He assumed the boy would leap at the opportunity but they would see. How much could his little brother carry and what all did Misery really need to take with him anyway?
Misery paused at the foot of the mountain, green fluffy grass and tree are all about, interestingly illuminated with the effect of the various growths, the fireflies, and the large moon. “One thing though,” Misery lowered his head so that he stared eye to eye with Mac, “You come with me then you have to do exactly what I say if I give you an order. You also never, ever try to lie to me, deceive me, or feed me a half-truth.” The warning was stated now. It was best Mac learned young the cost of lying to him but it seemed fair to give a warning first. Mac was a kid and that meant at some point he was bound to try lying. They did all lie, right? Misery sure as hell lied through his teeth as a child.
The warning was lightened a bit with an added mischievous grin, “understand those conditions and I think you’ll have fun.”
"Misery"
Misery had no problem waiting for the kid to answer as they got towards the bottom of the mountain to where more grass was managing to make it through the rocky foundation. The boy started listing off his dreams and the part about doing his duty was so fake in Misery’s mind that he could have rolled his eyes and called the kid on it but not this time. Maybe the kid was that bent on ‘pack duty’ but considering his age, how little of the world he’d seen, and how little experience Mac would have Misery seriously doubted it. It also just sounded too prepared, ‘do my duty for the pack and mom’
“Mmm…see the world?” Misery seemed to consider that, “For the moment I’d think just learning all of the packland should keep you entertained for now and if it doesn’t you’re a fool. It’s up to you to figure out why though.” Either Mac would acknowledge interest in pack ground or he’d have a response to being called a fool. It was kind of fun toying with a little brother to get a feel for him. Poking and prodding to see what caused various reactions.
“It is a big world out there though, you are right about that.” Might as well offer some acknowledgment of the boy being right about something and of course, the words were friendly again, “In fact, tomorrow I’m going out a short way to compare differences elsewhere to how they are on our land. I could use someone to carry things for me. You’ll do.” It wasn’t an offer but Misery had just assigned him a task. Misery wasn’t even making it sound like they’d be playing but that Mac would have to actually do work. He assumed the boy would leap at the opportunity but they would see. How much could his little brother carry and what all did Misery really need to take with him anyway?
Misery paused at the foot of the mountain, green fluffy grass and tree are all about, interestingly illuminated with the effect of the various growths, the fireflies, and the large moon. “One thing though,” Misery lowered his head so that he stared eye to eye with Mac, “You come with me then you have to do exactly what I say if I give you an order. You also never, ever try to lie to me, deceive me, or feed me a half-truth.” The warning was stated now. It was best Mac learned young the cost of lying to him but it seemed fair to give a warning first. Mac was a kid and that meant at some point he was bound to try lying. They did all lie, right? Misery sure as hell lied through his teeth as a child.
The warning was lightened a bit with an added mischievous grin, “understand those conditions and I think you’ll have fun.”