This is a continuation of If hatred had a face by(that1hugboxer)
You are Jiemba Kukatja after the recent death of your SBS micro fluff named Waru , you did a horrible thing to Cadwyn the fluffy responsible for Waru’s death. After finally coming down off your rage , you realized the consequences of that outburst.
You now have to take care of Cadwyn for the rest of her natural life.
Once again your anger has cost you dearly.
It would be inhumane to keep Cadwyn alive but also selfish of you to end her life because of damage you inflicted upon her, you decide in this instance that being selfish is better than being inhumane.
As you reach out your hand to smother her, you find that you cannot bring yourself to do it, you still see her as that Little filly you found on the side of the road.
What have you done?! It didn’t have to be like this.
Do you really want to burry two fluffies in the same week?
You take off Cadwyn’s diaper and clean her up.
You begin singing to her.
You are transported back to your time in solitary confinement at Brisbane gaol.
The walls closing in around you are briefly halted by reciting this song in your head. You dare not sing it out loud for fear of the guards extending your stay in the Hole.
“
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree,
Merry merry king of the bush is he.
Laugh, Kookaburra, laugh, Kookaburra,
Gay your life must be!
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree,
Eating all the gum drops he can see.
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
Save some there for me!
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree,
Counting all the monkeys he can see.
Stop Kookaburra, Kookaburra stop.
That’s not a monkey, that’s me!”
As Cadwyn drifts off to sleep you are brought back to the present.
You hear a knock at the door followed by a familiar voice. You rush to the door and let them in.
“Oh hello there Duncan, what brings you around these parts?”
Duncan is holding a takeout bag.
“Just dropped by to give you a little something.”
“Duncan you really shouldn’t have.”
“At least take a look at it before dismissing a gift from a friend.”
The box feels incredibly heavy to just be food.
As you open up the box, you are taken aback by several stacks of $100 bills there’s probably $100k or more .
“Duncan what is this?!”
Duncan smiles
“That’s an order from camp Maureen.”
“Duncan I don’t have anywhere close to $100k worth of tonic prepared!”
“No need to worry just give me what you do have, and give the remainder of the money back. Also i have a gift for you from the boys back at camp Maureen .”
Duncan tosses you a Cuban cigar.
“I know it’s not much but that 100k should more than make up for it in the long run.”
You are stunned.
“You guys just have 100k to spend on tonic?!”
“The 100k is really just everyone at camp Maureen pooling their money for alcohol . If I dropped 100k at a liquor store , there’d be a ton of questions asked. So I came to you to make things go smoothly.”
You give him about 1/8th of the order and give him back the remainder of the money .
Duncan bids you farewell and loads the moonshine into the back of a troop transport.
As he drives off you can’t help but wonder how many people reside at camp Maureen to split $100k worth of moonshine.