VICIOUS VELVET

CHAPTER 1: Don't you try to catch me!

Let's start at the beginning- I was running

for context, I was running because I was smuggling the best-baked bread(the only baked bread) sold in the village.

A few minutes earlier-                                                                                                                                                             I had thought it would be easy since the village was poor, so stealing shouldn't be that hard right..?

In hindsight I didn't even realize it but- what *poor* guy sold bread and smoked ovens?

So of course the owner of the bakery had just lied about his poverty, which should have been obvious to me.

You know what that means? 

Security.

So as  I crept up into the kitchen where the packets of flour and baked buns were being kept. as soon as I put 3 packets of bread in my bag, the bulldogs launched themselves at me.

Seeing the guards I rushed through the open window the dogs (idiots really) were stunned for a second at my escape. They looked at each other like *do we have to get her? She's worth less than a chicken*. Ugh, rude.

I was running.

The dogs were jogging behind me, yes jogging, they probably didn't want to put too much effort after looking at me since probably wouldn't even be enough for dinner.

Hell at least being thin as a sheet had helped me for one thing.

I ran into an alley hoping to confuse them. Crap. It was a dead end oh well, just what you'd expect honestly

the dogs were picking up my scent so I had to do something fast.

The wall on the dead end was made out of hardened mud, and there were plenty of rocks around.   I took two rocks and started scrubbing them together sure enough the tip started to get sharper like a blades

i took the newly sharpened rocks and then started scaling the wall.

half way through the dogs finally arrived. they then attempted jumping as high as they could trying to catch me

It was already too late i was too far out their reach. soon I luckily made it to the top.

The poor dogs still wanted to eat me i mean they knew I was worth less than a chicken but atleast I was something for dinner

Nevertheless I bowed goodbye to my howling friends who were currently in denial of my escape.