Tales of the Village Msagro Chapter 1 part 2

    

Last time in the Tales of the Village Msagro…

"Well. We are in no power to move her back. We'll have to find some other way."

Long-Tongue leaned heavily on the side of the hut, oblivious to the rough siding diviting the skin on her back. Scuffing footsteps approached the door. She sucked in a sharp breath and pushed off the wall, bolting back to the Sacred, the inner village.

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Dances-with-Dildos checked the locks on the door again. Touching every latch with delicate white fingers. Runs-With-Guppies was fiddling with her shining black curls, glancing up every so often at her sister. Dances-With-Dildos forced a reassuring smile and made another lap around the room, touching each of her friends briefly, lovingly, playing the mom she was so good at.

    Shortly after Long-Tongue had stumbled back into the Sacred, she had gathered all of her allies and related what she had heard. They all had different ideas on how to deal with the situation. Bends-For-Bottoms' proposal involved a rope, a paperclip, a mouse and some personal lubricant. Fire-Crotch and Tweak's idea utilized Fire-Crotch's excellent marksmanship and memorizing The-Camera's schedule. Long-Tongue simply clung to Fire-Crotch's side, terrified to let her out of her site.

    Whatever the plan ended up becoming, they all agreed it was important to keep an eye on Fire-Crotch and make sure she was not left alone the next few days. That is how they all came to be hold up in The Gandalf's home. Mr. Sparkles, Gandalf, Tweak, The Enchanted Bug, Bends-For-Bottoms, Runs-With-Guppies Dances-With-Dildos, and Lezy-Long-Tongue all took turns making loops around the hut and awaiting some kind of kidnapping brigade come for Fire-Crotch. Long-Tongue volunteered the most times since she knew the minions of her parents wouldn't dare touch her.

    Dances-With-Dildos peered out the door cautiously then stood back to briskly allow Mr. Sparkles to step back in.

"I'm next." Long-Tongue gently removed Fire-Crotch's head from her lap and allowed her to continue sleeping. At the door, Dances stopped her briefly, squeezing her hand.

    "We need more blankets if we're all going to stay here tonight."

    Long-tongue nodded "There are some in our home, I'll be right back." She shrugged into the wool coat and slipped out the door and into the night, leaving the hut and its occupants blind and vulnerable.