DEVIL IN THE KITCHEN + DISTURBANCE

[beatae]

now that was something worth his time. mikolaj had been up, per his usual biological clock, and had been aimlessly droning through a book he had picked up when the disturbance had blasted through the walls surrounding the house. mikolaj was not far, just down the street, and he could hear the tune loud and clear.

james brown.

he suddenly felt old. would they believe him if he said he was there when it was written and produced? oh the benefits a studio guard dog could bring, especially during those times. all the free-ranged goons he could feast and they kept their music running.

the shepherd dropped his book and left, strolling down the road and eventually stopping outside the door. it sounded like a frat party inside. had he not known better, he would have assumed just as much.

he nosed the door open and went inside, finding everyone clustered around the jukebox. an odd feeling bubbled in his chest at the feel of another dead being. his eyes focused straight through the bright neon lights and toward the ghost that inhabited it. his lip curled in distaste. annoying little creatures they were... absolute nuisances.

"salt." he barked out, his tail lashing behind him as he came closer. dark hued eyes looked to Leroy, urging him to go through his own pantry or wherever he kept foodstuffs for salt.

"SPEECH"

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