Susan Evensong Sat May 30, 2015 5:02 pm
"Good idea!" Metah moves to carry Susan again.
"No. You asked me to watch your little pet, and I have. I've tolerated phyiscal contact. I've tolerated glitter. I will not tolerate both of those things and nature at the same time."
Susan presses a button and her form fades becoming a cloud of gas leaving the glitter that had been all over her head in a small pile on the floor. She floats away from Metah and drifts behind Azazel before finally returning to solid form.
"Keep that thing off of me!"
Suddenly a strange sound is heard in the distance it appears to be getting closer rapidly.
"MMMMEEEETTTAAAAAHHH!
A blur darts through the kitchen and pounces on Metah. As the dust settles the blur reveals itself to be another halfing, this one significantly taller than Metah, it could almost be mistaken for a short human.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU LITTLE BRAT? I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR TWO WEEKS! MOM IS GOING TO KILL ME! KILL ME!"
The shrieking man who is presently grinding Metah's head into the floor with his boot suddenly notices that there are other and offers an embarrassed smile.
"I'm terribly sorry, I've been so worried about my younger sibling. I apologize for any trouble this little bra... erm... Metah... may have caused."
Despite his friendly demeanor he is still grinding Metah's head into the ground.