Interlude One
It sat in a corner of the
great hall and quietly listened to the others. “Mine’ss never woke.”, said one.
“Niether dids minesss.”,
hissed another.
There was much excitement and
talk. Almost all had returned from ‘first’s’ and were eager to share
their experience. After all,
it was the first time any of them had ventured from the Great Hall since the
last hatching.
“Mine’ss woke and cried
the wholes timmme!”, complained one. A few snickered at this, some nodded
with understanding.
“Mine’ssss..”, hissed
one, “thought I wasss the toof fairy.”
That comment sent the
whole Great Hall into hysterics. Not only did none of them even resemble
the Tooth Fairy, which is
common knowledge that the Tooth Fairy has never been known to be only one
to two and a quarter feet
tall and blue, but to be mistaken for what they all referred to in the Great
Hall
as a ‘bone collector’ was
an insult. As well as, a laugh riot to all who heard.
It sat in it’s corner and
listened to them all. Sooner or later It would have to relate It’s own
experience, whether to
It’s siblings or to the’ One’. It decided to try It’s story out on the other’s
first, before
the ‘One’ arrived.
It softly cleared It’s
throat and waited for a pause in the commotion. Shortly, one came. It spoke.
“Mine’ss…”, It hesitated,
“eats itsss own.”
Every glowing, yellow eye
in the room turned towards It and It’s comment. As they did, the eyes turned
green, in disbelief, and
some turned purple in disgust and horror. After a brief pause, one approached
It
and inquired. “What did
you shay?”
It cleared It’s throat
again and held It’s oversized head up, a little higher. “I shaid that mine’ss
eats it’ss own.”
Now there were gasps.
There were also comments like ‘How rute!’ and ‘Dishgushting!’ As all in
the Great Hall pressed in
closer to the corner where It sat, It began to relay It’s tale. It told them
how the boy awoke. How the boy ‘pulled some out of his nose’ and ‘ate it’ righ
infront of It. The others stood listening, mesmerized, disgusted, fascinated,
and spellbound by the bizarre tale It spun. Yet, not one in the
Great Hall doubted it was
true, for no one here was capable of lying. Not yet, anyway.
“Then, ash if that wash
not enuff..”, It went on, “..it pulled out shome more..”, It gulped and drew in
a
deep breath, “..and
offered it to me!”, It blurted.
“NO!”, they all screeched.
Some covered their floppy blue ears so as not to have to hear anymore
of this ‘nightmare’.
“YESHHH!”, It replied
“YESHHH!”
The room fell silent. It
seemed to last forever. The only sounds were the occasional ‘smaking’ of lips
or shuffle of cold blue
feet on the Hall floor. Finally, one asked what they all were dying to know.
“D..Did you..you..??”
All eyes were on It,
glowing a deep shade of aqua. Envy, lust, hunger fed the glow of their eyes
It stared at the one
asking, waiting for it to finish the question. It tilted It’s head down and to
the
right at the one asking,
as if to say ‘go on’.
“D..Did you…..” All in
the Great Hall held their breath. “Did you eat?”
It sat back up in It’s
corner and sneered at the one asking.
“Hell, no!” , it said,
rolling It’s eyes. “It washn’t efen ripe!”
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