Ok...this one let the monster slaves go...why is it just staring at me.
Rations stared through the bars of the cage he was in, looking up at the...completely unreadable, seemingly featureless...almost skull like head in front of him as the monster crouched down, her bone-white head adorned with feathers, her face smooth and black. It seemed to have taken an interest in hi- Oh. She probably wants...
"L-look you oversized jackass I...I can guess what you want so just fucking use me and get it over with! Or Eat me, or whatever!"
Laika looked at the human that the slavers had taken. The little thing wouldn't make it far on its own. Would probably be more merciful to just eat it instead of letting it go like the other slaves. It shouted something up at her, apparently angrily daring her to "get it over with". That...it's hard to tell their age with things this puny but that voice sounded...way too young.
"...How old are you?"
Oh, it's a lady monster. Great.
"I'm exactly none of your fucking business years old you oversized bitch! Why the fuck did you let the others go and keep me in here! At least let me out of the cage!"
"Ah. You don't know how old you are then."
"...Shut up."
"Eh. Puppy might appreciate a new pet. And if she doesn't well.."
Laika hooked the miniature cage to her belt, and got onto her bike over the cuss-filled complaints.
It was a very, very uncomfortable ride for Rations, swaying in hot desert air, getting slammed into a leather-covered thigh over and over again. Everything reeked of iron and sweat and exhaust. He felt sick.
Why wont she just eat him! Or crush him! Or do whatever the hell she wants to do to him and get it fucking over with!
"Come on at least stop with the flips I'm gonna fucking puke!"
"Shut up, we're almost there."
He's got a hell of a mouth on him for a kid. Then again, probably not surprising given where I found him
"You got a name at least?"
"...they called me Rations."
"...You're fucking with me"
"What, why? What's it mean?"
"Nevermind. Rations it is."
The roar of the engine finally stopped, and they were right in front of some kind of...hut, or building he guessed. Looked like it was post war. Better than a tent thats what the slave markets used.
"You lucked out Rations. You get shelter, food, and no ones going to eat you. All you got to do is..."
"Is this the part where you use me in exchange for all those nice things? I've heard all the bullshit befor-"
"You're gonna be a good pet for my Daughter. Thats all you have to do."
Laika finally removes her helmet. Rations nearly screamed he thought she was ripping her head off... Helmet. Ok it's a helmet.
"Wait, what did you think I wanted to "use" you fo-"
"Mom!"
And then a smaller...thing that looked like the bigger monster ran out. This must be the daughter.
"Puppy, hey! I brought you a surprise!"
She unclipped the cage from her belt and held Rations up to...Puppy, he guesses, face.
"I know I leave you alone with Grandma a lot so I found you some company. This is your new pet."
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