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Before they can set down their offerings, you chime in. Another of Seafood's trikks: always change direction.
"<span class="mu-g">Ah-ah. Mm not hungry any moar. But you two muzt be, runnen n fetchen. Thirsty, hungry work. Siddown. Eat up. Now.</span>"
They stiffen. Yup, knew it. Pizzened. You press in before someone can think up an excuse.
"<span class="mu-g"> I sedd sidd n eat, Runtdorfs.</span>" You lift Sicky a little, making the red line in Mz Muffet's froat a little redder.
"<span class="mu-g"> Or Mizz Muffet will nivvir swaller nuffin again. FREE! <span class="mu-s">TOO!!</span> </span>"
Your sudden escalation forces them to act: the one holding the Tabler quaffs them, and the one holding the quwayal scarves.
Before they fully finish you bellow again.
"<span class="mu-g"> Now SIDDAN. Put your hands onna floor. Spredd yez fingies. I sedd SPREDD!</span>"
Prevented from reaching their antidotes, and now three hostages in your reach, Dragg Lord is in an even worse position than before.
In under a minnit, the two Rheas who brought the food topple backwards, snoozen.
You smirk at Dragg Lord, who looks stonily back. He's doing his best, at least. Someone might have gotten the Dorfs, you don't know. Time for YOUr demands.
You point with your shiv.
"<span class="mu-g"> You. You. You. You. You. You. And you, Bosser. All of yez, prick a drop of bludd on this ragg roit narr infrunna me. Doing. Firty beats. Go.</span>" They don't understand, they're afraid, and they obey.
"<span class="mu-g"> Narr cut orf a locky yez hair, n put it on the ragg. Firty beats. NO. ONE. MOVE. Vat means <span class="mu-r"> YOU </span>, DROOD!</span>"
When you have their blood and hair, you add Mz Muffet's to it, easily. You pocket the mess.
"<span class="mu-g">Now I have your <span class="mu-s">lives</span>. Bluff (2) I was never 'ere, you sor no wun lookan loik moi. Do. You. Unner. Stan.</span>"
The crowd nods. Oh they nod.
You pick up a spilled beatle-nut from the ground, touch it to the pool of Mz Muffet's bludd, and point it at every one whose hair and blood you just took.
>you
>you, you
>you, you, you
>You especially, Bosser
>and her
Then you put it in your mouth and <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">crunchy</span></span>. They all flinch.
Then you, muttering your <span class="mu-b">{POPUP}</span> chant, start dragging Mz Muffet into a tent stall wats empty, and cut the flap down.
When her angry boyfriends or brothers burst through moments later, you've already <span class="mu-b">{POUF}</span> gone.
