A massive monster walks in, about a hundred feet high, four legs two arms, all lion with a low slung belly and a front one too, he wears a chefs hat and has a dark brown mane...and has a distinct catty smell You freeze as he eyes you and laughs "Good boy Trevor, finding me a special treat for my pie" You freeze in terror, that is NOT something you expected after the nice raptor. "Ohh they are such carnivors it takes a little game to get them to eat my cooking thats more than a slab of meat raw or cooked. It is so rare I get to trully enjoy the pleasures of the kitchen" You scream as he bends over and snatches you "And you my little succulant thingy, are going to be the jewel, the little bit of meat that makes my pies as much an adventure as a culinery masterpiece" He tosses you in the air a few times, catching you, then begins the worst torture He sings... no.. thats being too nice, his tone is horrible, his choice of words abysmal.just like every singing chef "A meatball
for my very finestpie" He gleefully tosses you into the air and starts to jungle you with a pair of enormous streak knives as he is constantly laughing "Minced or whole, it all tastes the same once my cooker has done." You nearly faint as you get a haircut from one of the knives. leaving you with a early case of baldness. He gleefully toys with you, now only using one paw to juggle as the other grabs a pie tin about 20 feet in diamerter and holds it. You scream as your about to be bisected, only a quick paw pulls the blade from you.. but you hit the thin metal dead in the middle with a resounding "Ting noise" as everthing vibrates. THe taur slides you around in the pie tin a few moments later your
fliped from the tin and land in a bready crust cracking a little under you "Now 'see meat ball is in between da crust and da juicy" You roll
your eyes. this is worse than death "You look up and scream as you see him pouring batter of some sort in, you stay away for a minute or so before the mass over whelms you and he starts sloshing the mixture around again "And you see how snug it is, for the meaty treat to the lucky teeth!" You struggle and fight in the thick gooy mass as it sloshes around and over you, your fight becomes just keeping your head above the batter line as various chopped fruits and vegatables start raining "healthier than plain meat you gotta spice up, no on likes da tofu!" YOU scream and try to struggle but apparently "Pie" is what this lion wants.. he decides to finish the preperations
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