260 Vol. 4 pt. 63 Patch 11.0 (1/2)
Corwin is mining on his own, whistling one of his favorite tunes, when he hears the others finally make their way back to him.
He looks over to see how everything went, and what he sees is not what he was expecting to see.
Everybody is fine and in one piece – well, Fenrir is walking rather funny with wide steps, but what really catches his interest is the fact that there are seven large, wooly creatures walking with them. Fenrir and Rock are surrounded by the creatures.
Even Shogun looks confused! With a tilted head and a confused whine, he stands up to go and check on Rock.
Fortunately for Shogun, Rock is quick to break free from the fluff to go and give him some attention.
”That's what you're supposed to do,” Cassiel tells Fenrir.
Serra takes Rock's place in being surrounded by fluff.
”I see that you all have brought back some… new companions?” Corwin asks the group.
”Every city needs animals, right?” Fenrir asks.
”Ah, so you intend on using them as livestock? They would make an excellent source of wool, and I am sure that there is meat under—”
”Absolutely not,” Fenrir says, bringing out his strict, serious voice.
”Not allowed,” Serra backs him up.
Even Rock is looking up at Corwin as if she is shocked that he could ever suggest such a thing! What if he were to suggest them eating her, too?
Of course, Rock has no idea that nobody would ever try eating a dog made out of rock, but she doesn't know that. All she knows is that this man is suggesting to eat animals, and she's an animal! That's only okay when they're not animals that she likes!
To support Fenrir and Serra, Rock barks at Corwin.
Shogun, confused and wanting to support his partner, also barks at Corwin. Though, it is a very half-hearted bark.
”I – I see. Well, I am sure that their wool may come in handy. Nell enjoys creating costumes and the like, yes?” Corwin asks.
”Corwin, what you said before was horrible, but you just made me think of something wonderful. I forgive you,” Fenrir says.
”A-ah. Alright. What is it that I made you think of just now?”
”These sheep things have super soft wool. Nell can make clothes. So… in theory, Nell could make sweaters for all of us with this wool.”
”All of us?”
”Yes. All of us. We will be the city of fluffy sweaters.”
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”I thought you wished to make a city where everybody may live together in harmony?”
”Corwin. Some things are more important than peace. Fluff is one of them. Fluffy sweaters are even more important.”
”Fenrir, I know that you enjoy your jokes, but… I am not entirely sure whether or not you are joking about 'fluffy sweaters' being more important than peace.”
”I am absolutely serious.”
”Just ignore him,” Cassiel tells Corwin. ”He'd snap out of it if it mattered. But, unless it's important, he's going to go to the grave saying that fluff is more important.”
”I – I approve of fluff being more important!” Azalabulia declares. ”Peace is boring! Fluff, but mainly destruction and slaughter, are way better!”
”Haven't you realized yet that you're dating the wrong boyfriend if you really want all of that?”
”Just let me pretend…”
Cassiel sighs and says, ”Alright. Fluff and destruction are more important than peace. Understand, Corwin?”
”I am not sure that I could ever understand, but I suppose that it is fine,” Corwin says. ”I have also finished loading the wagons, so we can head back now.