"Ugh... I'm so huuuuuuuungry! I hate this feeling! Jack, honey, do you know what hunger feels like?!?" Emily complained as her eyes darted back and forth as if she was watching for someone to spy on her.

"...I actually know a bit about that..." Jack mulled over his words, as he touched down inside the room. He looked at the numerous vials, beakers, solutions, and a barrel of what appeared to be concrete. There was an undead type of creature running on a wheel that turned the barrel. The mixing and maintenance of the concrete Jack presumed.

"Really...? You had flesh before?" Emily spoke, as she went to a large locked cabinet-like locker, and quickly took a key from between her breasts and opened it. Out of the locker fell a corpse. Jack, slightly startled, noticed it was one of the Grimnights, though it appeared to have been drained of its black blood and clothes removed.

"Brains or Guts... Such a hard choice." Emily picked up the corpse, as if it had no weight and brought it over to a nearby table that had already been cleared, and tossed it on top of it.

"Emily dear, I know you're a ghoul and all, but do you eat them like this?" Jack thought if he had a throat he would swallow, as he watched the fluid actions of Emily.

"Huh?" Emily paused her hand right above the navel of the corpse, "I'm just going to eat a bit... I thought We could talk while I ate unless you want to skip my eating and get to more fun... But... But... I need to eat... Can I?"

"I... yeah... Go ahead..." Jack gave his blessing, as Emily slapped her hands together, and spoke, "Thanks for the meal."

[Where did she learn that?]

Emily dug into the corpse as she began to eat in earnest, as she continued to moan at the taste.

Jack watched the unholy sight of a ghoul eating a corpse in front of him. His beloved skeletal loli, the same one that rattled when first meeting him, the one that called him the mad king, was feasting on the innards of a corpse of a former undead. How much had she changed...

He continued to stand there and gawk at the sight, his flaming eyes dancing among the sounds of the macabre and morbid crunching and chewing. He watched as Emily's short nails sliced the parts off she wanted, like carving a turkey, and the innards, she ate in large chunks, with bits of black blood and bile dripping down her chin.

"MMmmMmmmHpmmm?" Emily looked up at Jack and spoke with a mouth full.

"...Baby... Doll, it's not good to talk with your mouth full, least you choke again."

Emily paused and swallowed, "Sorry, I was asking why are you staring like that? In fact, it's almost like you want some. You can't eat any of this... You don't have a stomach! Hahaha"

"Yes, Yes, I don't have one. Emily, what was that with Raleigh?" Jack changed the topic, and Emily took in more mouth fulls.

Emily struggled hard to get a particularly large bite to go down, and then heaved a breath to speak, "That low undead... He told me long ago that you and I weren't compatible. He then since started to go on how I and him were the same seeds of a lotus pod... At one point I thought that maybe... I wasn't good enough for you..." Emily's eyes looked down at her meal.

"That-"

"Shhh... That's no longer a problem. I know better." Emily smiled, and took a small bite, as she chewed and finished to speak again, "Today he was commented on how I looked better than my skeletal form, how I really filled out. After probing a few questions... It seems the little wretched bastard thinks I'm wasted on you, not knowing that you're wasted on me! Stupid little man..."

Emily finished another bite, as Jack remained silent listening. He had decided to sit in the air, using his God-Soul to allow him to relax like sitting in a chair.

"At first I didn't realize, but then today... I finally got it. The bonehead thinks he had a shot. He wanted to woo me away from you. Woo me! AWAY FROM YOU...! HA," Emily breathed slowly again, "He didn't have a chance before, and today! Today! He became bold and thought to take liberties...! Does he take these horns for show?!" Emily gestured to her crown of horns.

"Excuse me." Jack's flaming eyes danced.

"Don't worry, my mad king, hahaha... I've calmed down for now... I was going to end him quickly, but I've since thought of something special for him." Emily finished the innards and went to the legs enjoying the stale fat on the hams.

"Oh?" Jack felt like he was living a John Romero movie watching the scene in front of him. What concerned him the most... Was that he didn't feel bad watching... There was a part of him saying this was wrong, but there was a larger part that didn't care. It was as if the corpse that Emily was eating wasn't undead, person, or anything... That it was just food. It felt to Jack no different than if she had a cooked turkey up there and was eating it with her hands. While crass to eat with your hands, it wasn't like there weren't people that didn't do it. It was just that... It was the part of that thought, 'it isn't wrong' that caused Jack to feel so... Queasy in his soul.

"I still need him for my research. There are many things I've been thinking, and he knows a lot of things. He's going to teach me what's left, and when I know it all. He will be delegated to being a servant, and no more..."

"And the harassment goes unpunished... I-"

"Oh, no, no, no, dear husband. Only you can touch me... I'll make it clear, and if the High Alchemist thinks otherwise... We'll have another Skeletal undead walking around... I'll see if I can't get the good Doctor to come up here, and help me."

Jack waited for Emily to finish the leg she was eating, as she tossed the shin bone and bits of the knee cap onto the table, as she continued, "I'll keep him among the unliving, and will strip each part of his flesh off and eat it, while he's still with us until he is only a skeleton. I'll eat his gooey brain last, as Doctor Hollowell helps him transition to full Skeletal Undead... Show him how We convert Zombies to Skeletons in Neolith with a hook to pull his brains out, as I savor them quenched in fear." Emily salivated, and shivered, as drool trickled down the corner of her mouth.

Jack opened his skeletal mouth and closed it a few times.

Overcome with herself, Emily discarded the few bones in her hand to the side, as she pounced on Jack.

"Take me! Take me, now!" Emily growled to Jack.

"Ummm... The door is-"

"Damn the door! Do your husbandly duties, and fill my soul!"

The Holy Sentinels appeared in the hallway in front of the Workshop One sign, as they nodded to each other. They took their guard.

It would be a while before Eris was visited by Jack, and Leslie would become frustrated with her Sister-Consort's cravings.