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 Rilowe Anavari

Opaque V i l l ager

3 May 2010, 2:13am

It took Rilowe a good ten minutes to stop laughing as Ivaylostared at him quite mulishly, his large ears twitching down in avague expression of annoyance. He did not think it was funny.

The kit flicked his tail, watching the human as he wheezed forair against the table where he had been enjoying his lunch.Rilowe ran a palm over his face, trying to suppress his lingeringsnickers. “I don’t see how you can’t find it absolutelyhilarious, “ he returned to the little kit, getting up lazily andlaying a few bills on the table to cover his meal.

Feste doesn‘t fine it funny, the kit reminded quite primly,turning to proceed his Bonded out the door. Rilowe rolled hiseyes, coughing to cover up another fit of snickering, oneeyebrow quirking up. “He’s really got no sense of humor, “ hemurmured, smirking as the kit shot him an incredulous lookover his shoulder. He does not blame Feste for lacking humor inthis situation, he murmured, shaking his head, ignoring hisBonded’s snort as the human veered off towards the Mehdayristables.

Hurry up. Feste was quite grouchy when he left. Rilowe sighed alittle, re-emerging with a shovel slung over his shoulders. “Keep your fur on. Now, which way did you say it wasagain? “

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Stop laughing at me or I‘m going to remove your facewhen I‘m out. Rilowe dissolved into another round of helplesslaughter, his good mood accelerated by the Maubaine’s sour

mood and the beer he had been partaking of before Ivaylo hadgone back to fetch him. The Vargul made an ominouslydispleased noise at his Bonded’s mirth, and Rilowe had to setthe shovel down before he ended up whacking himself in theface with it or something equally ridiculous.

Before Rilowe sat a four foot wide square of freshly upturnedearth. Ivaylo sat on the far edge, peering down curiously at thedirt pile, occasionally reaching out to try and sift some of i taway with his little paw. He made very little progress, beingsuch a tiny kit. Rilowe covered his dace as he squatted down,looking down at the square, an eyebrow arching up. “You’reseriously down there. “ It was less of a question and more of areaffirmation of fact, and his shoulders shook as he fought downa new wave of laughter, standing up as he made funny littlehuffing noises, turning on his heel to go a few feet away. Yes, I am, now get me out, you idiot! 

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Feste was going to skin his hide when he was free of his

impromptu burial.

Rilowe didn’t care, truth be told, it was too hilarious “Yeahyeah, keep your head on, “ he muttered, breaking up into a

sporfle as Feste growled again and Ivaylo shook his head with a

sigh. Rilowe stripped off his vest, a bright blue fabricembroidered with gold (with matching gold buttons) on the fronttwo panels and a straight, shiny black for the back, and the

simple long-sleeved white button-up shirt he had been wearingunder the vest, giving a little sigh as the sun hit his bare chest

and back. It was going to be miserable work unearthing theMaubaine; the sun hadn’t even reached the highest part of the

day yet, and Rilowe had no idea how deep down the skeletonwas buried…

 If you could put a little oomph into it, I‘d like to be free

before you decide to up and die yourself. The skeletonsounded almost sulky , if that was even possible. Rilowe asked,

 “Why not just claw your way free, Fes? It’s not like you’re

a dainty little thing… “ The Maubaine simply growled at himonce more, refusing to answer, and Rilowe looked to Ivaylo, whogave a Tzinagi version of a shrug, already setting about to

getting rid of the loose dirt on the top of the grave. Rilowestripped his all of jewelry, tucking it into the pocket of his tan

slacks, giving a little sigh as he picked up his shovel and madehis back over to where Feste was entombed. “This is going to

ruin my new pants, and my shoes… “

 I‘ll make a new pair for you out of your skin if you don‘t hurry up. “Touchy, touchy. Keep that up and you’ll never

get a-head in life. “  I dislike you.. You‘re both ridiculous.