[i]Interrogation of Mimsy.[/i]

"...And that is when the boss said I could have a pet rabbit. And I really have been practicing not accidentally killing the fluffy bunnies when I pet them, like boss said I would do if I had a pet rabbit. So I have been really practicing not accidentally killing the fluffy bunnies when I pet them, so that I could be trusted with a cuddly rabbit!" Mimsy said, not caring or really noticing a few bruises from his freshly bare feet, that must have been made by the Gnome earlier, probably when he was talking about the Boss some, but apparently not the thing the Gnome wanted to hear about the Boss.

The Gnome just glanced at Mimsy, astonished at the nonsense he heard. He quickly began rubbing his temple as he sighed. "I WAS JUST CONFIRMING WHO YOU WOR-" The Gnome boomed enhanced by his natural baritone voice.

 Mimsy quickly spoke up, "You mean Boss? Boss is nice, though some people say that he is a money-grubbing sociopath who cares for no one! But that is not true!" Mimsy said very adamantly, "Boss is nice, like this one time, he didn't beat me up even though I made a mistake. OH! And this other time, long ago, Boss took me to a Festival to get me to shut up!" 

The Gnome dropped his chains, as much as he wanted to enjoy slamming the meat-hooks into Mimsy, he had to slam his right palm at his face. "Gwa... Oh by Pelor this is going to be a long one." He said as he muttered to himself, while Mimsy just smiled on at the Gnome, eager to talk about the virtues of his boss. "OH! OH! OH! And this other time, boss was really really upset, and I asked him if he wanted to tell me to shut up or glare at me, and he said that he didn't want to! And that was nice! Because Boss is nice, and he knows it makes me feel a bit sad when he glares at me, and yells at me to shut up. Though sometimes, Boss is right to yell about that! And Boss knows when he is ri-" 

The Gnome clutched at the top of his hair as he growled out, "Okay, just. SHUT UP! I need to think!" The Gnome yelled at his interrogation target. Though, he had the eerie feeling that it was not Mimsy being interrogated, but he, himself was the true target of this. Mimsy proceeded to shut up, as the Gnome began pacing back and forth as he picked up his chains with the meat-hook, pondering on how to get the bastard to talk, and how he could torture Mimsy, rather cruelly and effectively, for driving him insane.