Shadrak giggled. "Awwwww innit CUTE?!" He exclaimed grinning widely at the furious creature attempting to maul him.
He waited until he got a chance, then quickly poked his hand into the whirling clawing mess. "Beep!" he prodded her nose and drew his other hand back before she could go for it. Then he giggled. "Maverick! you should get one! they're great! XD"
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Maverick was still clutching his head. "Quiet!" he hissed. The pgmi woman lunged at Shadrak's hand, trying to bite it and missed, growling. Maverick got up. "Oaaahhhh," he groaned, stumbling dizzily. "Fruit... need... fruit," he moaned, looking for what was left of the fermented fruit from the night before. Pigmis were lying everywhere on the ground, many not having made it back to their huts. In the middle of the village the bonfire had gone out and the table above it held what was left of the feast - including the fruit. He walked/stumbled over to it and sat on the edge, looking around. "Whoa. That must have been some party last night," he said, biting into a sprig of Bacca berries. "Wish I could remember it." He reached into his shirt and pulled out woman's thong, took one look at it, and threw it.
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Shadrak giggled. "I have some fooooggy memories, y'know... something about you... and about fifty hawt pygmy women...." Shadrak snickered and grinned wickedly.
"soooo yeah.... PIE-DUDE! YO! PIE-MAKER DUDE!" he suddenly yelled, as the pie-maker was the only pygmy he knew had a name-like name-thing that he knew.
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Maverick winced. He pulled the vine away from his lips and wiped his full mouth with the back of his sleeve. Worldessly, he pointed at the giant hut and put his feet up on the table, laying down to catch some more shut eye.
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"WEWT!" Shadrak picked up a kinda mushed fruit and hucked it at the half-comatose Maverick before running off for the big hut. "Pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE!!!!!" Shadrak came huffing up to the hut and peep in, knocking on the doorframe. "Helloooooooo?"
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Maverick just groaned, wiped his face off, rolled over and went back to sleep.
Inside the great hut, the Pie Maker snored noisely atop his dais, in a rather strange manner. The Pie Maker lay half on, half off his chair, his feet sticking way up in the air as his head dangled from its arm. Surrounding him pigmis of every shape, size, age, and color snoozed on beds of lais and fruit rinds, feathers and broken pottery. Multi-colored goats grazed on the left overs. Everyone was alseep.
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Shadrak looekd around blankly... then giggled and grinning gleefully. He snuck over to where the PieMaker lay um... sprawled across his dias and chair. Then he dropped the still viciously struggling pigmy onto 'im and poofed to the doorway and watched curiously.
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The screaming pigmi fell on the pie maker with vicious intent, snarling and grabbing the folds of his chubby face. The pie maker groaned in his sleep, smacked his lips and rolled over - right on top of his sister. A few adjustments and he was back fast asleep again, snoozing away like nothing was wrong with the world. Beneath him the crazy pigmi's screams of terror and anguish could be heard.
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ooc: I just had a great idea
bic: The stick hit the sleeping pie maker and got stuck in one of his many folds. Suddenly a tiny hand shot out grabbed the stick. Tugging on it, a small head appeared, gasping for breath.
"Thanks the Gods, I'm free!" He spotted Shadrak. "I've been living on crumbs since last night!" the littlest pigmi squeaked.
Shadrak's eyes widened, "...ehyeah?" was about what the confuzzled sound coming from him sounded like.
He blinked... felt around in his pockets and pulled out a slice of pie. He held it up towards the littlest pigmy, wondering if this one bit too... and whether it was safe to feed these things.
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The littlest pigmi lost his grip on the wood and started doing a backslide into the rolls of fat.
"Oh no! It's sucking me back in! Heeeeellllp meeeeeeee!" he mewled like something from "The Fly".
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The littlest pigmi clamed his hand onto Shadrak and staretd pulling him toward it. "Pull! Pull!" came a muffles cry from below.
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Shadrak eeped and yoinked his hand out. The littlest pigmy hung from his hand, which he then held up in front of his face. Eyes wide, he stared at the little creature.
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The little pigmi was taken by momentary suprise, and when he regained his senses all his saw was two big eyes staring into his. "Eeeeep! Ah! Get it away! I can't take it anymore! It's everywhere! It's out to get me!" He clamped onto Shadrak's finger and wouldn't budge, shaking.
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Shadrak shook his hand, but didn't manage to dislodge the curisou little fellow.
"Ummm...... hai?" Shadrak muttered, edging towards the entrance, quite glad to leave the furious raging pigmy under the ginormous (for a pigmy) piemaker. UNLESS! the furious pigmy had turned INTO a mini pigmy! 0.0 dumdumdum!
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Shadrak yelped, jumped three feet in the air and came down about five feet forward of where he'd been standing. Then he spun around, recovering from an almost-heart-attack.
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A yound pigmi girl peeked around the corner of the hut and giggled bashfully, staring at Shadrak. From high above on the cross poles of the hut, the littlest pigmi hung on for dear life, kicking his feet.
"Ie Ie! Ee! Ee! Tookie! Tookie!"
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