Lunch Time!
You look at both doors and decide to go right. After all it is the right way. You chuckle at your joke and head to the door. As you walk on all fours to that door your stomach growls. "Oh I knew I shouldn't have skipped breakfast." you rub your gut with your forearm and then open the door. to your delight the room is a large dining room with a banquet of food fit for a king on it. You run to it with your tongue out of your maw. When you get to the table you push a chair out of the way and jump up so your forepaws/claws are on the table and your back paws/claws are on the floor. in front of you is a large chicken. it is deep fried and looks and smells wonderful. You grab it with your teeth and pull it off the table. you then use your front right claw to grab a plate and pull it off the table too. you put the plate on the floor and the chicken on the plate. You might not be human any more, but you were not going to eat like an animal. you laid on your belly and said a prayer and then bit into the chicken. After some time the chicken was nothing but bone. You got up and grabbed some more food. A hour passed and you were full. "man what a great feast! i haven't eaten like that since last years thanksgiving!" you yelled out. A yawn came from your mouth and you knew you were sleepy now. you walked under the table and lied down again. "Well I have 29 more days to find a way to be human again...might as well go to sleep." You close your eyes and ball up and fall fast asleep.
Written by Dustomega on 24 November 2010
The end (for now)