Family Matters: Enter Chef Ernest
I peered around a corner, and saw a white-furred tail with a black tip whipping back and forth like a Household cavalryfur’s saber as the owner of said tail was bent over in the Grangers’ magically-chilled cold storage room. “Excuse me,” I said.
And immediately pooked to the left as a kitchen knife, a big one, sailed past me and embedded itself in the doorframe at about my eye-height. “Oi!” I shouted. “What the Netherhells are you doing?”
"What the ____ are you doing here?"
"I own this place."
"Fine. You're my boss. Now stand the ____ aside, or this fish will be _____ ruined." The tail retreated, and the tail’s owner presented himself.
Red was right; he was shorter than me, by about an inch. He was an ermine, looking half-dwarfed by the trout he held in his paws. He muttered a cantrip that cleaned a space on the counter, threw the fish on it, and drew a long, thin-bladed knife from his Elfintory. “This _____ fish has to be _____ cleaned, so if blood _____ bothers you, you should _____ leave now,” he growled as he started scaling the trout.
I stood my ground. “What’s your name?”
He paused long enough to hiss, “Ernest _____ Ramesie.”
And immediately pooked to the left as a kitchen knife, a big one, sailed past me and embedded itself in the doorframe at about my eye-height. “Oi!” I shouted. “What the Netherhells are you doing?”
"What the ____ are you doing here?"
"I own this place."
"Fine. You're my boss. Now stand the ____ aside, or this fish will be _____ ruined." The tail retreated, and the tail’s owner presented himself.
Red was right; he was shorter than me, by about an inch. He was an ermine, looking half-dwarfed by the trout he held in his paws. He muttered a cantrip that cleaned a space on the counter, threw the fish on it, and drew a long, thin-bladed knife from his Elfintory. “This _____ fish has to be _____ cleaned, so if blood _____ bothers you, you should _____ leave now,” he growled as he started scaling the trout.
I stood my ground. “What’s your name?”
He paused long enough to hiss, “Ernest _____ Ramesie.”
Story by Walt46, :EOCostello: and M. Mitchell Marmel.
Art by :Shuffle99:.
Art by :Shuffle99:.
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