affame_le_geant_my_big_bad_wolf fyn gula "it's good you are hungry," frafkuel dispiacere said, referring to keggi's insensitive and rude comment concerning the status of the food they ordered. "in fact," he added. "let's go and check on it." although, as cayris supossed, the 'hunger' that the frafkuel was alluding to was for truth. when dispiacere stood and stepped out from behind the table, he was quite impressive to behold. perhaps as a litlle one, you were a fortunate owner of a large teddy bear. now imagine it as animated, able to move and speak...oh the wonders of dwelling in kemulya! standing nearly seven feet tall, he was a bit daunting cayris felt, even for a teddy bear. his constitution, featuring fur made from baumgarten lamb's wool, was handcrafted by boffden the beardless gnome's mother for him when he was a small boy growing up in rynomari. his general appearance as previously mentioned was well worn as a velveteen rabbit and this of course was an honourable achievement for a frafkuel, as it indicated he was well loved by the children of the lands he frequented. they spent much time with him in his travels speading the gospel of boffden, playing games, sharing affection, hugging him, crying into his chest, and using him as a bed to sleep upon. he pointed to the door and told them he would guide them to the kitchen. poj shared his leader's respect and awe for the frafkuel, yet he was suspicious of the way dispiacere pronounced the word, 'hungry,' as if it was a covering, hiding a different objective underneath. poj was convinced it would be a miracle if they actually got to eat anything while they were at the tin man's heart, yet even more concerned with what was happening to cayris. keggi didn't bother to wait, he pushed ahead on his own and opened the door, just as the rabbit-girl waitress was coming in. "excuse me," she said, trying to move out of his way. "where's our fucking grub?" keggi hissed. the waitress, much smaller than him, noticed that he was staring at her breasts. intimidated by his abrupt and brash manner, she looked down. before she spoke she had caught a quick flash of his yellow teeth, stained from nicotine. he pressed up against her in their moment alone and took the liberty to sexually harass her, groping her ass and pulling her up against him. she tried to scream but he forcefully held his calloused hand against her mouth. the sudden presence of frafkuel dispiacere, followed by poj and cayris brought his unwanted advance to a halt. keggi let her go. "how are things going in the kitchen, maria baptiste?" the frafkuel asked. he was a little concerned with the anxious look in her eyes. "oh, i'm sorry for the delay," she said, straightening and smoothing out her skirt. "but the chefs are asleep." "what!" keggi shouted. he threw his hands up in the air. "what does one have to do in this god-forsaken place to get a fucking cracker!" he kicked the wall. "asleep!? go and wake them the fuck up!" "please do so," the frafkuel urged her and as he did so it was obvious to poj that he made some kind of signal to her that was esoteric. "i'm going to lead them to the greenhouse and when we get back please see to it that breakfast is, um, ready." "yes, frafkuel," the waitress said, and she laughed. keggi, hearing their strange conversation, looked from the frafkuel to the waitress. spurned by her giggling, his wrath threatened to boil over. "i swear to proina herself," he grimaced. "if i don't get to eat something soon, i'm going to fucking lose it." "oh, don't worry, my big, bad wolf,' frafkuel said, patting him on the back, "you'll eat. come on, i have something i want to show y'all." 030404 what's it to you? who go blather from