
Now you've done it. You made the werewolf suspicious.
He's a lupine war veteran. A lycanthropic ex-commando. And apparently an amateur chef in the making.
You thought you could just steal that apple bun and get away with it before suppertime?
No, he knows. That cooling rack didn't have 9 buns on it before. There were 10. He counted.
You don't smell of apple and cinnamon goodness anymore. Knowing a werewolf was in the house, you made sure to clean up the evidence of your crime.
But then... you should've considered.
In a room filled with hungry family, why are you the only one smelling of scented soaps and GUILT? The guilt of trying to cover up your larceny!
He knows. He's glaring at you. Heknowsheknowsheknowsheknowshe-
"GrrrrrrRRRRRRRRAAAAAAGH!"
Run. For. Your. Life.
*****
Moral of the story; be careful not to grab a werewolf's buns.
All bless Madness_demon the bringer of fine art and snarly boys.
He's a lupine war veteran. A lycanthropic ex-commando. And apparently an amateur chef in the making.
You thought you could just steal that apple bun and get away with it before suppertime?
No, he knows. That cooling rack didn't have 9 buns on it before. There were 10. He counted.
You don't smell of apple and cinnamon goodness anymore. Knowing a werewolf was in the house, you made sure to clean up the evidence of your crime.
But then... you should've considered.
In a room filled with hungry family, why are you the only one smelling of scented soaps and GUILT? The guilt of trying to cover up your larceny!
He knows. He's glaring at you. Heknowsheknowsheknowsheknowshe-
"GrrrrrrRRRRRRRRAAAAAAGH!"
Run. For. Your. Life.
*****
Moral of the story; be careful not to grab a werewolf's buns.
All bless Madness_demon the bringer of fine art and snarly boys.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Werewolf / Lycanthrope
Size 935 x 951px
File Size 496.1 kB
Oh it's a reference to a video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7y.....qds&t=231s
ohh Ganfel knows that death for your transgressions would be too easy, too quick...
instead he will take you by the hand, FIRMLY, and lead you to the kitchen without a word, standing over you with that piercing, menacing glare. you see the counter before you, the ingredients placed neatly in a row, but no instructions, ANYWHERE
"Make one," he says coldly, as your face goes white, realizing without a cook-book or instructions, you have no idea what you are doing. and so you scramble around mixing things together, hoping it turns out ok as every look of pleading or wanting instruction make, is returned with that same cold stare from Ganfel as his arms remain crossed, waiting... watching...
you eventually succeed in baking... something, as Ganfel allows himself the slightest of smirks, watching your face contort in disgust at the taste of the crime against pastries you created from your lack of knowledge of the kitchen... and then he leans in and whispers in your ear, in his powerful, growling tone...
"next time time you take a bun, you're making two to replace it... and you're doing it blindfolded," he says as you shudder, knowing his words to be true deep in your soul as you are wracked with a paradox of feelings. you fear his culinary wrath, yes... but his baking tastes SOO GOOD!!! you can't help it!!
instead he will take you by the hand, FIRMLY, and lead you to the kitchen without a word, standing over you with that piercing, menacing glare. you see the counter before you, the ingredients placed neatly in a row, but no instructions, ANYWHERE
"Make one," he says coldly, as your face goes white, realizing without a cook-book or instructions, you have no idea what you are doing. and so you scramble around mixing things together, hoping it turns out ok as every look of pleading or wanting instruction make, is returned with that same cold stare from Ganfel as his arms remain crossed, waiting... watching...
you eventually succeed in baking... something, as Ganfel allows himself the slightest of smirks, watching your face contort in disgust at the taste of the crime against pastries you created from your lack of knowledge of the kitchen... and then he leans in and whispers in your ear, in his powerful, growling tone...
"next time time you take a bun, you're making two to replace it... and you're doing it blindfolded," he says as you shudder, knowing his words to be true deep in your soul as you are wracked with a paradox of feelings. you fear his culinary wrath, yes... but his baking tastes SOO GOOD!!! you can't help it!!
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