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Alright got my post up there. Sorry for the wait.
Inadi didn't really have time to react to being picked up by the eight foot bear he had been calling his boss for the last few days. To be honest he hated when he got manhandled like that in front of people. He wasn't the most impressive physical specimen out there but the idea that he was picked up like a small bag of feathers made him feel even more inadequate. Again though, he couldn't think about that much in the middle of the moment.
After being thrown into a chair between Vincent and Lesley he looked up as Mr. Cuddles began explaining his feelings about the whole situation of him leaving. While he appreciated the concern, calling him out for not being the bravest out there made him very concerned. Just what would he need to be brave about out there? He wasn't really told about what all was going to be happening to him once this person decided to show up and take him away. Was he going to be some kind of assistant to something dangerous? Join some rag tag group of heroes on some ridiculous quest to save someone? At this point, considering where he was or wasn't if you took the name of the land seriously, anything could be the case. Hell, he may even be going somewhere more ridiculous. And he was working for an eight foot top hat wearing bear here.
Before he could laugh he suddenly felt the furry grip of death around him. Mr. Cuddles was a hugger. That much Inadi knew. He just hated how the bear never remembered how his strength far outweighed the necessary power needed to crush bone. Every time he was hugged by Mr. Cuddles Inadi felt pops in his spine. This time the hug was closer to his head as he felt pats from the bear's giant paws. He felt the wind in his lungs becoming strained and desperately tried to wheeze out a desperate attempt to scream. Sadly it only got worse from there.
Suddenly Vince, one of the men sitting next to him, began getting pressed up from behind him. Every single bone in his body felt like it was melding with the other man's. Then Lesley became involved and it only grew worse. His chest felt like it was being crushed slowly and his ribs were simply victims of love. Too much love in this instance.
"Don't... don't worry about... Inadi... We'll... look after... Inadi..."
As Vince began speaking Inadi could do nothing but nod at him wildly. This was the best way to get Mr. Cuddles to let go. Give him confidence. Either that or simply mention that you smelled something burning. He remembered a similar situation in which he needed to breath after one of the bear's deep hugs and mentioned that he thought a cake was burning. The bear dropped him and immediately ran for the kitchen. Inadi wished he could do that now but with the large furry arm around his neck before and with his face practically devouring the bear's chest it was impossible to speak.
As Mr. Cuddles let go of him and went directly to Vince, Inadi watched with a wince as the poor boy had his spine nearly splintered like the chair that would have to be replaced. Inadi had seen that kind of scene before. “We lose more furniture that way to be honest.” Inadi whispered to Lesley as he began trying to pop his neck back into order and check to see if his lungs still worked properly. As Mr. Cuddles turned his attention back to them Inadi looked up at the bear and showed a nervous face. Another hug like that and he wouldn't be able to leave the cake shop....or walk anywhere to be honest.
After being thrown into a chair between Vincent and Lesley he looked up as Mr. Cuddles began explaining his feelings about the whole situation of him leaving. While he appreciated the concern, calling him out for not being the bravest out there made him very concerned. Just what would he need to be brave about out there? He wasn't really told about what all was going to be happening to him once this person decided to show up and take him away. Was he going to be some kind of assistant to something dangerous? Join some rag tag group of heroes on some ridiculous quest to save someone? At this point, considering where he was or wasn't if you took the name of the land seriously, anything could be the case. Hell, he may even be going somewhere more ridiculous. And he was working for an eight foot top hat wearing bear here.
Before he could laugh he suddenly felt the furry grip of death around him. Mr. Cuddles was a hugger. That much Inadi knew. He just hated how the bear never remembered how his strength far outweighed the necessary power needed to crush bone. Every time he was hugged by Mr. Cuddles Inadi felt pops in his spine. This time the hug was closer to his head as he felt pats from the bear's giant paws. He felt the wind in his lungs becoming strained and desperately tried to wheeze out a desperate attempt to scream. Sadly it only got worse from there.
Suddenly Vince, one of the men sitting next to him, began getting pressed up from behind him. Every single bone in his body felt like it was melding with the other man's. Then Lesley became involved and it only grew worse. His chest felt like it was being crushed slowly and his ribs were simply victims of love. Too much love in this instance.
"Don't... don't worry about... Inadi... We'll... look after... Inadi..."
As Vince began speaking Inadi could do nothing but nod at him wildly. This was the best way to get Mr. Cuddles to let go. Give him confidence. Either that or simply mention that you smelled something burning. He remembered a similar situation in which he needed to breath after one of the bear's deep hugs and mentioned that he thought a cake was burning. The bear dropped him and immediately ran for the kitchen. Inadi wished he could do that now but with the large furry arm around his neck before and with his face practically devouring the bear's chest it was impossible to speak.
As Mr. Cuddles let go of him and went directly to Vince, Inadi watched with a wince as the poor boy had his spine nearly splintered like the chair that would have to be replaced. Inadi had seen that kind of scene before. “We lose more furniture that way to be honest.” Inadi whispered to Lesley as he began trying to pop his neck back into order and check to see if his lungs still worked properly. As Mr. Cuddles turned his attention back to them Inadi looked up at the bear and showed a nervous face. Another hug like that and he wouldn't be able to leave the cake shop....or walk anywhere to be honest.
I desperately want there to be a love triangle between Mr. Cuddles, Mrs. Panda and the Mr. Panda that we clearly are unaware of. How do you think she is a MRS. after all. Mr. Panda would be all like....
Even though it won't have anything to do with my upcoming post, who was the hooded figure in Fox's post just out of curiosity? I can't quite seem to find the reference.
Yeah I kinda thought you might find that if you were looking. Haha! It's adorable.
Cool so I don't feel like a black sheep in that regard. Let's all do our best new folks! XD
Now I wait for a chance to respond
Now I wait for a chance to respond
Made my introduction post. Definitely not as long as I was hoping to make it but I'll get better as this stone starts rolling.
And nice to meet you to Pach. You just joined up too I take it?
And nice to meet you to Pach. You just joined up too I take it?
In the kitchen the smell of baked sweets and delicious sugar filled deserts filled the room. There was no way for the smell to travel out of the room, but the movement of Inadi Sihma was causing enough of a gust at times to seem like three fans were moving around in the room. The boy had seemingly become the right hand man of Mr. Cuddles at the bakeshop since he arrived at Nowhere, a place he still had to get some used to considering that he was working for what he could only describe as a real life version of that giant bear Kuma from the Tekken series. Thinking about it as Inadi fanned out the oven to pull out the cookies Mr. Cuddles had told him to get, the boy let out a happy sigh that at least there was no panda his boss was chasing after.
Once the smoke cleared from the oven Inadi quickly grabbed the tray in his mitt-covered hand and set it down on the top of the oven. Closing the oven door he began taking off his mitts while looking over the kitchen as a whole. While he would have loved to go out and enjoy some of what he had made with the help of Mr. Cuddles, there was still so much to be done. He leaned his head closer to the doorway where he knew everyone was enjoying themselves and let out a call to his boss. "I'd love to join boss but I'm afraid there are still some orders we have to take care of. I have to check to see how the angel loaf is doing in oven number two and after that I still have to prepare the dough for those tarts. The customer is supposed to be coming in for them in about..." Inadi decided to stare up at a clock in the kitchen and began to have a sudden realization.
There was a way to tell time in Nowhere itself, but what about his home? What about what he felt should be called "Somewhere"? How long had it been since he was back home? Was time the same here as it was there? What about his family and friends? Were they looking for him and worried where he had gone? The whole concept made him realize that he was totally left in the dark about the other world. Worse yet was the fact he hadn't thought about it in what felt like forever. He just accepted that this was him home now for the moment. He gave a pity chuckle to himself as he rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't even try to fight against fate it seems.
Slowly coming back to the moment he turned to face the doorway again. He realized he had yet to finish his thought all the way out. "The customer will be here for those tarts in about two hours," he said with a chuckle. He began walking over to the dough and began covering it with flour. "If we hurry we should be able to get them out at the last second if we hurry here." Smiling again as he heard the group outside enjoying the many fine pastries of Mr. Cuddles. Inadi always thought it was a shame that they were crushed and turned into a sloppy mess due to his boss' 'knife'. The amount of things that could go wrong with that thing. It made the boy shutter as he starting rolling out the dough for the tarts.
Once the smoke cleared from the oven Inadi quickly grabbed the tray in his mitt-covered hand and set it down on the top of the oven. Closing the oven door he began taking off his mitts while looking over the kitchen as a whole. While he would have loved to go out and enjoy some of what he had made with the help of Mr. Cuddles, there was still so much to be done. He leaned his head closer to the doorway where he knew everyone was enjoying themselves and let out a call to his boss. "I'd love to join boss but I'm afraid there are still some orders we have to take care of. I have to check to see how the angel loaf is doing in oven number two and after that I still have to prepare the dough for those tarts. The customer is supposed to be coming in for them in about..." Inadi decided to stare up at a clock in the kitchen and began to have a sudden realization.
There was a way to tell time in Nowhere itself, but what about his home? What about what he felt should be called "Somewhere"? How long had it been since he was back home? Was time the same here as it was there? What about his family and friends? Were they looking for him and worried where he had gone? The whole concept made him realize that he was totally left in the dark about the other world. Worse yet was the fact he hadn't thought about it in what felt like forever. He just accepted that this was him home now for the moment. He gave a pity chuckle to himself as he rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't even try to fight against fate it seems.
Slowly coming back to the moment he turned to face the doorway again. He realized he had yet to finish his thought all the way out. "The customer will be here for those tarts in about two hours," he said with a chuckle. He began walking over to the dough and began covering it with flour. "If we hurry we should be able to get them out at the last second if we hurry here." Smiling again as he heard the group outside enjoying the many fine pastries of Mr. Cuddles. Inadi always thought it was a shame that they were crushed and turned into a sloppy mess due to his boss' 'knife'. The amount of things that could go wrong with that thing. It made the boy shutter as he starting rolling out the dough for the tarts.
Been doing okay for the most part. Just dealing with a lot of school work is all. You?
Man it feels good being with this core group again. Time to finally get this avalanche of awesome started after years of wait. Haha!
How have you been there Kathi? It's been a while.
How have you been there Kathi? It's been a while.
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