The dimly lit room hummed with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of Death’s claws rhythmically tapping against the wooden floor. His glowing red eyes locked onto the shrunken figures before him—Dock, the anthropomorphic lemur, and Yusuf, the anthropomorphic wolf—both barely the size of his palm.
Death: "Look at you two… so small, so fragile. Pequeños, utterly helpless."
Dock’s tail puffed up as he stepped back nervously.
Dock: "W-Wait, let’s talk about this! No need for the whole scary ‘big bad wolf’ routine, right? You’re already… uh, very imposing. And handsome. Did I mention handsome?"
Yusuf nodded quickly, his ears flattening against his head.
Yusuf: "Totally handsome. Like… ridiculously handsome. And those eyes? Intense. Very intense. But, uh, we’re not food or anything, right? Right?"
He gave a shaky laugh, his legs trembling.
Death’s sharp grin widened, his claws tapping rhythmically against the wooden floor.
Death: "Hmm… you two are amusing. But flattery will not save you."
He crouched lower, his massive form casting a shadow that seemed to swallow them whole.
Death: "Tell me… are you shaking because you fear me? Or because you… like me?"
His voice dripped with dark amusement, the low growl at the end making Dock’s knees buckle.
Dock: "Uh, can it be both? Hehe..."
Yusuf: "Yeah, definitely both!!"
Death’s laughter rumbled like thunder, sending shivers down their spines.
Death: "Ah, I see. Two puny cowards… and yet, you find me atractivo. How amusing."
His hand began to lower, claws glinting as they descended toward the trembling duo.
Death: "Perhaps I’ll make you mine… and keep you. Or perhaps I’ll crush you instead. What do you think, pequeños? What is your preference?"
Dock scrambled backward, pulling Yusuf with him as they tripped over each other in their panic.
Dock: "Neither! Definitely neither! We’re, uh, not into… that… right, Yusuf?"
Yusuf hesitated, his eyes darting between Death’s face and the claws closing in.
Yusuf: "I mean… No me opongo a eso..."
Dock gawked at him as they sat awkwardly in the fully padded palm of Death.
Dock: "Oh my god, Yusuf! Stop simping!"
Death tilted his head, clearly enjoying the chaos. His crimson eyes burned with delight as he looked down upon the two insignificant tiny beings in the palm of his hand.
Death: "You two are very entertaining. But don’t mistake my amusement for mercy. I just need to come up with the right way to deal with pest like you."
He brought them closer to his face, his hot breath washing over them as his grin grew sharper.
Dock and Yusuf whimpered in unison, exchanging a terrified look.
Dock: "Welp... We’re done for."
Yusuf: "Yeah… mierda... hehe."
Death’s laughter echoed through the room, a sound that promised their fates were firmly in his hands—whether they liked it or not.

Gift For   Yusufpaw

Yusuf model by   Mialere
Dock model by sus
Death model by valorlynz