So, Cheekers is at work in an office, and he's just eaten too much for lunch to really go on a post-lunch snack-run, that's where you come in. Will you help the poor fatty ratty get some snacks?
This one is a funny one, I drew him without clothes, and I realized that didn't work in the context of the story I wrote, so I made him some clothes and cut them out and taped them on top of the original sketch (Since I didn't want to redraw it, since it was otherwise fine.)
This one is a funny one, I drew him without clothes, and I realized that didn't work in the context of the story I wrote, so I made him some clothes and cut them out and taped them on top of the original sketch (Since I didn't want to redraw it, since it was otherwise fine.)
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Day Twenty-One: (Prompts used: “Stuffing”, “Crave”, “Thing”)
“You don’t know the half of it!” Cheekers said, “I’m so stuffed, I don’t think I can move even if I wanted to!” The rat had gorged himself on his third lunch break to the point that his gut stuck out several feet in front of him, looking like he had swallowed a torpedo. And like a torpedo, it was just one bump away from exploding.
“That doesn’t explain why you aren’t wearing your uniform, though” a coworker pointed out, “Even if it was Casual Friday, I’m afraid that wearing sweatpants and matching sweatshirt isn’t in the dress code..
“Well, you see,” Cheekers continued to explain, “I had a little bit of a wardrobe malfunction when the boss and I were out having a work-related discussion during my last lunch break, and I had to change into something different. She’s already wrote me a note excusing my adherence to the code, since it’s only for another couple of hours. It’s better than nothing, after all.”
“I guess that checks out,” the worker shrugged as he looked over the note from the boss, “You’re lucky, you already have three lunch breaks and an extra large cubicle, and now you get to wear whatever you want! No wonder why the rumor mill keeps coming up with things about you… and the boss” He looked around to make sure nobody else could hear, paranoid that anyone higher up on the corporate ladder would hear it.
“As humorous as some of the rumors are, I’m just a temporary hire that just happens to have a big appetite, and a body to show for it.” Cheekers chuckled, “So, since you’re here, could you run a little errand for me? Basically a snack run, and I’m willing to reimburse you for more than your efforts, you in?”
“Alright, I’ll bite, What are you craving now?” the worker asked, just glad for the chance to be able to slack off in the name of doing an “errand”.
“Well, I just placed an order at the bakery down the street on the corner of 45th, just some donuts and cinnamon buns, and the pizzeria across the street from that. They’re already paid for, so all you gotta do is pick it all up and bring it back to me. Here’s a printout of the receipts, so you can double check the orders.”
50 boxes of a dozen donuts? 45 dozen cinnamon rolls? 25 extra-large deep-dish pizzas with the works? That rat had to be crazy. He’s basically a moment away from bursting, and he wants enough food to feed the whole office! Yup. That rumor about him being the boss’s personal plaything must be true, it’s such a shame that someone like her would be into someone so… rotund.
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