"Who goes first?" Risa asked.
"Let's ask her." You nudge the red mouse, "But first, some ground rules. No chewing. Micen who get chewed don't count. And each turn you have one minute to swallow your micen, that way it gives us time to play with them." You nudged the mouse again. "Hey, who gets to have first pick?" The red micen refused to look at you, but snorted "Does it matter?" You were about to decide to let Risa go first, as she is currently a guest, but a yell caught your attention.
"Screw you, Solace!" A voice hollered from just outside the box. It was a yellow furred micen, male with black spots around its body and a white belly. He was well toned too, wearing only rugged sweatpants. "Just because you're bigger than us you think you can boss us around and eat us? You're terrible!" He marched toward you, some micen tried to stop him but gave up as he was already out of the box. "You make all our lives terrible! We have to take your food to live but you kill us for eating it. So screw you. Screw your pet, Gertrude as well." He's practically begging to be squished. Now he's only a few decimeters away from Denise and the red one. "We aren't just food, quit treating us like it!"
"Are you done?" You cross your arms. He still glared at you. You reach down and pick him up. As you do, Risa grew a grin on her face. "May I have him?" She asked. You look at the male and say "You know what? I commend your bravery, so I won't kill you. But I don't like how you handled the situation, so I'll let Risa kill you." and handed him to your sister.
"So, you think she's a terrible person? You should have listened to the stories about me." She held the micens small snout shut. He couldn't make any noise and his screams were muffled as Risa bend his left knee back and foot forward. She then twisted his waist until you heard popping noises, almost like bubble wrap, as the vertebrae in his spine twisted out of position. Risa then placed him in her mouth to where his limping hips, tail and legs hung out. Risa moved her chin and jaw up and down as she chewed up the poor thing. Blood oozed out of the sides of her lips, a couple drops fell on her lap, as she swallowed what was left of the mouse. You never did understand why she doesn't mind the blood. She then removed the legs from her mouth, they are connected to the hips still and dripping fresh blood. She dangled them in front of the box showing how much of an example he was and terrifying the micen inside.
"Alright that's enough." you tell Risa. Denise and her new friend hugged each other tightly. Denise was hiding her head in the red ones shoulder. "You made your point Risa.". She agreed with you, and tossed the legs to the side of the box, stating she'll deal with them later. "That doesn't count." You remind her.
"Oh, I'm well aware of the rules, sis. Your turn."
You look inside the box. There were still plenty of micen, and some toppled on each other trying to get away from you. You noticed two that caught your eye; both woman. One was black furred with a brown belly. She had long, grey hair, yet she looked young with her deep blue eyes. She was all the way in the back, thinking that she hid from you. You aren't able to tell anything about her physical features.
The second one was blue furred with a black belly. She had short, brown hair and yellow eyes. She also had white markings all around her body. She was in the front, breathing heavily. He closed her eyes and looked away while you inspected her.
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