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// Chapter 2: Feed the Beast. 
// Story: Times Up. 
// by Grimm Cheater 
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Times Up.






Chapter 2: Feed the Beast.






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Time moves forwards, twisting and turning. It will never look back. Try all your might to change its mind it will continue to flow. But then, why me?

The pizzeria wasn’t that packed, maybe 10 or 11 customers, so it was okay to sit back and enjoy a nice slice of pizza and a drink. A great place to forget about any problems, I don’t know anyone that is upset after a quick bite. And after yesterday I think I deserved it. So when the pies came out, we all dug in. Well Grease Monkey and I did at least, Night Watch asked for a single slice of pizza. She never was one for pizza. But me and Grease Monkey on the other hoof can’t get enuff of it. After an hour or two of some discussions of what happened to get us imprisoned. I was finishing my pizza and Grease Monkeys was half a slice away from killing his third one.
“Boy! Am I stuffed. I don’t think I can take another bite!” I patted my now bloated tummy, followed by a sudden belch. 
“Oooo nice one Thorn! I’ll give that one a solid 7.” Grease Monkey was holding a napkin with two slices of eggplant on it, up like a judge of Equestria’s got talent. Night Watch bared her face of pure embarrassment into her crossed forelegs, after a sip of her dandelion shake. 
“Here; Take a note from the master.” (Grease Monkey tooting his own horn.) Grease Monkey grabbed both of our drinks and gulped them down. He shook his head in excitement. Then all you could here was the sound of his churning stomach, kind of like an ice machine on the frits. 
“Can you hear that Thorn?” He put his hoof to his stomach and gave it a slight rub. Grease Monkey looked at me with a fake giaz of eternal love. “It is the baby you and I just made.”
I couldn't think of anything else after that, other than. “When will the baby be do?” By this time; We were getting a few look from all over the pizzeria. Thats probably why Night Watch was hiding her face from vue. But Grease Monkey Just had to go along with it. The joke was too hard to pass up. 
Grease Monkey replied to my question in his most feminine voice “Well if you're wondering, our baby is do any moment now.” Nudging  his sisters shoulder with his elbow. “Come on sweetie, tell him the name that we decided on. I think they're adorable.” There was no response from her. So he nudged her a little harder and repeated himself; Still no response. He was going to do it a third time, but then he wrapped both his forearms around his midsection, in doing so, he grabbed one of the complimentary waters around the center of the table and poured some on the floor yelling. “Its coming. Its coming!” Whoever was not paying attention, sure was now. “Aaaaaaa (BELCH....)!” 
“And thats how it is done my little apprentice.” Giving me a look of satisfaction poking his head up with closed eyes and crossing his arms. 
“Well that beat me by a longshot, so I’ll give that one a 9.” No way is that worth a perfect score. those go to the loud unexpected ones. But he did execute it beautifully, I’ll give him that. 
“ Wait, what? That was a perfect one and you know it!” he had the face of sudden defeat, all slack jaded and confused. He pondered for a second, he was alway thinking of what went wrong if anything did not go the way he intended. 
“I went a little overboard on the execution, didn’t I?” Rubbing the back his head with a smile of defeat. 
“Only you Grease Monkey. Only you.” It’s hard to say anything else at this point. But what could I have said? Its Grease Monkey.
After that little show there was a big mess on the side of the table Grease Monkey and I were on. Night Watch was just sitting there with her head down. 
“Hay Night Watch? You okay over there? You haven’t really said anything since the pizzas came out.” I was being a little concerned. Its not like her to be oblivious to her surroundings.
“...” She gave no response.
“Aaa Monkey? I think somethings wrong?” I normile call someone by a part of their name if I think somthing is too important for a whole name, and he nowe that.
He tilted his head over to her and cupped his hoof around his ear. “Hummm... I don’t hear any breathing?” His eyes went wide and he jumped back in his seat. 
“WHAT, WHAT IS IT?” My mind was racing to to come up with an idea of what was going on. 
He shot up from his chair and thrusted his hoof out yelling. “Z-Z-Z-ZOMBIES ATE HER BRAINS!!!” 
Did he just yell that out? That table is gonna need to be replaced after hitting my head on it so hard. “You now zombies aren’t real. Right?” Rubbing the spot I came in contact with the table. “Please tell me he’s joking.” I thought to myself.
It took him a second to realise what I said. “But a stallion can dream can’t he?” Putting his hoof that was pointing to his sister on his chest speaking all girly.
We noticed that Night Watch was sitting upright giving the two of a glare that would make a Hydra run for its life. She slammed her hooves on the table and was going to give us a piece of her mind. “I CAN’T TAKE YOU TWO ANYWHERE IN PUBl...” But it was cut short by a belch, That caused the glasses of drinks to rattle around. The sort look after that was priceless. She got so embarrassed, she hid her face behind the bucket Grease Monkey brot from the holding cells.
Grease Monkey plopped down in the chair he was at, tossing his arms up and said “ Well I give up! There is no way on Earth I can top that! Night Watch gets a 10 out of 10!”
We sat there for a little bit. Then just like that, all you could see was a shadow rising up from behind Grease Monkey and I that had overwhelmed the table. A sudden shiver rushed up my spine, from the base of my tail up the shoulder blades, from there it branched off through my upper arms and winds, before continuing to the back of my neck, Filling the rest of my body with dread. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Grease Monkey reacting in more or less the same way. The two of us turned our heads devilishly slow out of sheer terror to see who or what was behind us. But when we got to the point that we were looking at each other, both of our seats were tilted backwards even further. Before the two of us could do anything, a deep monotone voice quietly reverberated out from inside that dark void which had us trapped in perpetual fear.
“Are these two being a problem Miss. Night Watch?” We slowly turned our eyes to Night Watch, she hadn't moved a muscle when we felt the chairs were tilted a little bit more towards the demonish figure. I don’t think my neck neck could have moved as fast as it did.  
“Or should I add them into my newest recipes?” Was hissed out from the row of smiling daggers that were LOOMING over the two of us.