The Soup

by Laine P. Grey

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Sometimes, flowers aren’t the best way to say it. And sometimes, you wish you’d said nothing at all.

Wendy Rush had just returned from fighting ogres in the forest, when she remembered that she was supposed to meet the Whangdoodle for lunch.
“Dearest Whangdoodle!” she cried. “Please forgive me. I had forgotten about our rendez-vous at noon!” The Whangdoodle smiled graciously.
“In truth, I had forgotten, also.” He took her hand and led her to the table. “Soup. Do you know what kind?” Wendy shook her head. “Apple-Beef. Our favorite.” Wendy’s eyes widened. “I detest Apple-Beef soup. ‘Twas the very meal my dear mum consumed before her untimely death.” The Whangdoodle continued smiling.
“You think I do not know? Eat.” He forced her to the table. “Eat Lady Rush, or you, too shall meet your end.” Wendy narrowed her eyes. “How dare you call yourself ‘King’. You are common filth!” She spat.
“Your mother, and your soup, is waiting.”

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. The Soup

    SocccerISmyLIFE's Buddy Icon SocccerISmyLIFE

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Wow. I liked this. It is very interesting and someone should write a sequel. The title was also cool.

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    Stovohobo's Buddy Icon Stovohobo

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very quirky. Also, the beginning politeness ending with the death threats somehow reminds me of the Burtininkas series…..but I liked it.

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    Batak Beatrix's Buddy Icon Batak Beatrix

    Posted about 1 year ago

    Ooh…charming in a Dahl-ian way.

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