Peso the weregriffin

part 4: friends become food

Shellington looked down. "oh no... what are we gonna do!? this is all my fault.." he said in a saddened tone. he felt sam's paw on his shoulder. "no. you didn't know it would happen. Besides, we can fix this. we're the octonauts! we always do!" sam reassured warmly to him, making him smile. "thank you, sam. you're right! let's hop to it!" he said brightened up. Sam nods and followed to where peso went off. they came upto a large patch of land with a large forest. "ah! let's go!" sam exclaimed as she picked up the speed "sam, you should slow down or you'll- OOH!!" before he could finish, the gup slammed into the land driving half way up on it and launched shellington out of the open windscreen causing him to faceplant. Sam tried not to laugh too loud at his position, but he could hear her snickering. "sorry." she tried to say but was said through stifled laughs. shellington growled as he got up spitting sand out of his mouth. "I'll deal with you later. right now we need to catch a pengriffin!" shellington exclaimed standing up. "pengriffin..?" sam retorted blankly, jumping down from the crashed gup. "YES! we can discuss this later, we gotta GO!" he nearly yelled grabbing sam's wrist. Sam yelped as she was almost dragged into the forest. as they got into the deeper forest, it got quite dark. super quickly. and knowing there's a ravenous hungry griffin in this forest made it terrifying. "oh sea stars, I forgot a flashlight." he whispered in a frightened tone. "you forg- ugh. I got it." sam sighed as she tapped her antenna. Soon enough, the light brightens enough to see around them. "excellent!" shellington said. "let's go!" shellington said pulling sam along. they trekked through the thick foggy wooded area, extra carefully, her tail keeping watch from behind.

suddenly hey heard some type of eating sound. Ripping, crunching... purring..? shellington and sam froze. "aah.. fudge..." sam muttered, feeling her legs stiffen. she felt the grip on her arm tighten. "I can't feel my legs..." said shellington trembling in fear. Sam sputtered slightly but swallowed. "we need to keep moving." as she stepped forward, she was greeted by a horrid stench. "HRRRK!" she gagged. she then realized... it smelled.. like.. meat. FRESH meat. "Aw hell no, we need to g-get out of here." she stammered. shellington sniffed the air and scrunched his face at the odor. "sam.. did you?.." he said asked. "WHAAT! you know DAMN well I didn't!" she nearly yelled causing shellington to yelp. "KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN!!" he exclaimed, just peeking over sam's volume. he covered his mouth in terror. then they heard growling. "let's beat it!" sam yelled. "w-what about peso!?" shellington yelled back. "WE'LL PICK HIM UP TOMORROW! By then he'll be reversed!" she snapped back. then they heard angered snarling come closer. "FINE, LET'S GO!!" shellington shouted. just as they turned around to make a run for it... a sinister voice from behind spoke. 

"...what's the rush guys?"

they gulped as the turned around. there stood former penguin medic peso. his beak and talons were drenched in blood. his eyes were more crimson than brown. he no longer had the kind, warm look but a sinister, predatory glint. he was licking off his talons purring contently. "mm.. deer and racoon have a unique after taste..." he purred, sending a chill up his former crewmate's spines. "H-heya, bud... how ya doing..?" Sam fearfully but mindlessly asked. peso shrugged nonchalantly. "Ah, my night has been perfect. so many delicious kinds of prey  roam here. It's a whole lot better than pastries and plants." he stated in the most chilling tone in voice they ever heard from him as he licked the remaining blood off his beak. Sam squeaked in response as shellington and sam backed up. "peso... take it easy... w-we gotta head back... now.. if you'll please.." shellington said with his paws up in defense. 

peso began to approach slowly yet dangerously. "why..? stay a bit longer... you both smell rather delicious!" he grinned sinisterly. he paused and felt more discomfort in his belly as it growled audibly. "hmm... I could go for dessert, actually.." he growled. this statement made sam and shellington's blood run cold. he glanced back up. "I've been wondering... what do alien cats taste like?" he asked eyeing her up and down her body. Sam started to shake fiercely turning pale white. "shellington... do otters taste sweet or sour?" he looked to shellington eyeing him. shellington's eyes widened as he went pale. "hm... how would you both taste... together..?" he growled. abruptly, he dropped onto all-fours into a pounce-crouch, drooling hungrily. 

"let's find out, shall we?" he purred spreading his huge eagle wings.