Phearsom
*Stretches, rolls off the clothes pile, hops to my feet. Peeks into the hall, sees the coast is clear. trots merrily down the hallway*
*Turns the corner, heading for the common room to fetch my apple. Goes in the door, screeches to a stop. Sees Rhage napping on my couch*
*Has not seen this giant before...wonders how many there are. Wonders if he ate my apple...glowers* Rhage *Edges closer to the couch*
*Nose just inches from Rhage's head, no apple in sight. Senses something different about this giant... eases back to the floor*
*Thinks it might be bad to wake this one up, but determined to get the apple. Scampers quietly to the other end of the couch*
*Hops on the arm rest and up to the back or the couch. Army crawls down the length, peers over the edge. Looks for the apple*
*Spots the apple stem sticking up out of the cushion from under Rhage . Stretches neck over the edge trying to grab the stem*
*Loses balance, falls... gets head wedged between Rhage and the cushions. Senses danger, pops head out...abruptly sneezes*
*Stares at Rhage, hears something, backs away. Rolls over him with a thud to the floor.*
*Scambles to my feet, looks again at Rhage . Knows he will eat my apple. Turns and streaks back down the hallway bleating*
*Races down the hall until the coast is clear. Wonders where the food room is*
*Thinks a goattie-door would be good too. Fidgets*
Rhage
*Stirring sleepily, I roll over on the couch, grumbling as I feel something digging into my back. Fumbling under the cushions, I recoil in disgust as my fingers make contact with something spongy and slimy. Pulling my hand away, I whip the cushion off, spotting the half-eaten apple and bread. I scramble off the couch, my ass hitting the floor. -Oh that’s just disgusting.-
Shooting to my feet I race to the bathroom to sterilize my hands with scalding hot water, thinking Phearsom and I were going to need a serious talk about appropriate food cache areas in the house*
Phearsom
*burrows deeper into the clothes pile guiltily. Covers head with sock*