Chapter Ten: Pets Part Two

I follow Carcajou’s instructions for the formula the best I can with all the screaming going on, but it’s hard. The bottles are so much smaller than my hands that I’m straining not to break them. I pour the formula powder into the bottle, straining to keep any of it from spilling, then grab another bottle from the box and pour half of its contents into the other two bottles, then shake them till it’s a creamy looking liquid with hints of gold and silver lacing through it. What the hell did Carcajou give me?

I go back over to the screaming pets, and pick them both up, sit down and force the bottles down their throats. They struggle a little bit before their screaming stops almost instantly and replace by the sound of them suckling down the formula and whining slightly. They feed for what seems like hours, and while I’m not cramping or anything, I’m getting kinda of bored of watching their furry faces eat.. Also I’m kinda hungry.

Their feeding gradually slows down till the bottle slips out of their mouths, huh they look pretty cute when they're not screaming. Especially the kitten who has sandy brown and very soft fur, ears bigger than its head, and a stump tail. The wolf puppy though is a little ugly with something just off about the puppy and the word cute never comes to mind, and his coat is a dirty brown.

I look at them for a second to make sure they’re asleep, before scooping them up and putting them in their box side by side. Looking at them sleep so peacefully and their bellies bulging out, I went to grab some beefy jerky only to remember that I ran out of it a while back. I sigh, an notice that the bottles are not all the way empty… A taste wouldn’t hurt would it? I mean it looks like milk so it must taste like it too..

I take off the top, then dip my finger into the formula before bringing it back out to smell it. The scent is a little strong, not like milk at all either… I put my finger in my mouth and a horribly bitter taste spreads all over it, like it’s not just a fucking flavor it's like a blazing punch to the tongue! I fall to my knees gagging and spitting trying to get that horrible taste out of my mouth. I reach my finger back to my mouth to vomit only to taste more of it, I still had some left on my finger! Uh, now it’s sour and getting worse, my face is puckering so freaking hard right now, like it's trying to rip itself off so I could feel something better than this blazing flavor!

I hit my fist on the dirt floor, and I bolt out of my shack looking for anything to eat to get this taste out wild flowers, tree bark, or even dirt would be better than this. But there are no grass or anything around my shack it’s completely bare like someone shaved it, who would do this and am I going to eat tree bark to get this flavor out? Oh! It must have been that Iceland guy or something I get you back for this!

I run around like a chicken with it’s head cut off still gagging on the flavor, till eventually the flavor just kinda fades away. Aww, tongue I shall never mistreat you like that again… Well maybe.

Back in my shack I go to lay down and notice the bottle again, and that I left it open. I put on the lid again and I see a little bit of the formula got on my hand…. I might’ve over reacted to the taste before, I mean It couldn’t be as bad as I thought it was right? I lick it off my hand, and hey it’s not as bad as before it's jus- Oh by the Archwizard never mind that, I was wrong it’s so much worse the second time around and for some reason now it's sweet! Why would you give this to babies Carcajou?! Why?! Are you evil or something, or just a sadist,- wait never mind I already know the answer to that!

I go back to gagging on the floor, till I see darkness on the corners of my eyes. I’ll let it take me! It would be better than this at least. Then my eyes slam shut and everythings gone.

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I wake up on the floor and spit up anything that’s in my mouth, screw that I’m not taking any more chances with that ugly drink. I facepalm hard to try and beat the stupid out of me, but since I’m still thinking about trying that formula one more time to be sure it was as bad as I thought it was, I didn’t work.

I put away the formula and the box shoving it under the bed so I can’t even look at it. I walk out the shack and get into a stance moving through my forms, letting my mind be carried by my body's movements and reflexes, riding on my slowly building tiredness enjoying the feeling of my body being broken only to be build back up again.

I don’t think I’d ever get sick of this since I could always get stronger, I mean I might be strong compared to a lot of people but I still have a ways to go before exercises like this become useless, but even then I don’t think It would become useless since I’m using my own force against itself to break and rebuild it, unless I got so strong that I couldn’t even be hurt anymore. I sigh, that would be boring though what’s the point of living if you have no challenge, or no rivals? I don’t think that would be a life worth living. Though if I was that strong I might be able to take on The Arch Wizard… Nah, that’d just be a death wish, but I should probably keep that in consideration...

I drop out of my forms and do some stretches to let my body recover, then take a good look around my lot. Like I mentioned all the wild grass and flowers are just gone replaced by barren dry dirt; All that remains is Atlas Pine. I walk up to the big pine and lean on it, I really didn’t feel all that mad about my plants being gone I mean a large part of lot is covered in these weed so it’s only a matter of time till they regrow. I’d just mean I won’t be able to forage to get a snack without making an effort.

Speaking of snacks my stomach is roaring something fierce so I guess it’s about dinner time or snack time, either way I’m going to eat. Before I leave I go in and check in on my sleeping pets, their moving a little while sleeping though otherwise alright. I turn around and leave, but at the last moment I hear a screech and turn around to see them awake again…. Dammit I’m hungry too….. Maybe that milk isn’t too bad maybe I should give it one more try...