Hungry Beasts and Serious Messages

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Characters in this story

  • Trayvon — This cat is a super kind cat! Known for his perfect English and accent he has.
  • Fiona — She's a sweet friend that doesn't mind if you shove her... Though don't Rage-Bait her...
  • Zel — The leader of a reptile rock band.
  • Winston — A fun-to-hangout-with vampire-human mix!
Story transcript

Trayvon: Oh no... not now, not in front of everyone...

Fiona: Trayvon? Your stomach just... growled? But it sounded like a demon...

Trayvon: It does that when I'm really hungry... or stressed...

Zel: Dude, that was metal as a blood moon, but also... should we be concerned?

Winston: I'll start cooking before it starts singing death metal.

Fiona: Maybe something light? I don't think his stomach wants to digest a whole steak right now.

Trayvon: It's not usually this bad... I skipped lunch because of band practice...

Winston: I've got leftover miso soup and some rice. That work, or is your stomach going to critique my cooking?

Trayvon: As long as it doesn't start harmonizing, we're good...

Fiona: Here, let me help with your bandages—

Trayvon: No! I mean... it gets weird about being watched while eating...

Zel: So we're just gonna pretend your stomach doesn't have teeth and opinions about being judged?

Winston: Considering I sew my own jaw back on regularly, I'm not one to judge eating habits.

Trayvon: Huh. It's actually... purring? I didn't know it could do that.

Fiona: Maybe it just needed someone to cook with love. Winston's good at that.

Winston: I heard that. Also, your stomach just whispered 'more please' and that's officially the creepiest thing I've experienced this week.

Zel: Wait until it starts requesting specific seasonings. Last month mine wanted hot sauce on ice cream.