Path of the Exterminator Part 1
Arriving on the scene of the problem Jimmy the local fluffy exterminator pulled up in his van. Attached to the van was a large metal rounded trailer a good 6 metres high and 10 metres long. The fluffy exterminator jumped out of his Van, he was young no older than late twenties to early thirties. Clean shaven with a mop of brown hair dressed in orange overalls. Jimmy looked at the house, the only one around for miles. He preferred it that way especially when it came to using the special little secret of his trade.
Approaching the large two story home, Victorian style, he could already see the problem. A herd of feral fluffies was causing havoc, eating away at the front garden, devouring what looked like prize roses. Some of the fluffies scattered releasing a torrent of scaredy poopies upon noticing him running around the back of the house. Some of the fluffies ignored him continuing to play, eat, shit or sing god awful mummah songs.
Walking up the pathway he stepped out some shit and rang the doorbell. Catching from the corner of his right eye more fluffies appeared from round back, no doubt having been alerted to his presence by the other fluffies. It didn’t take long before the door opened, a middle aged woman, her hair frazzled, wrinkles under her eyes dressed in a simple sunny gown greeted him.
“OH thank goodness, I’m Geraldine the one who called, thank goodness you’ve finally arrived. These pests have been driving me crazy. I haven’t left the house for fear of being assaulted by the dreadful smell and faecal matter. Quickly get inside.” The woman quickly ushered Jimmy inside as some of the fluffies began to charge over screaming.
“Dummeh hooman gwet sowwy poopies!” She pulled Jimmy in and quickly shut the door as the fluffies released a torrent of liquid shit from their rear ends splattering the door.
“These certainly seem a little more aggressive then regular ferals.” Jimmy gave a low whistle as he looked out the front room window. The fluffies that had attacked with sorry poopies looked mighty pleased with themselves. The ring leader who appeared to be an obese red unicorn mounted one of the nearby mares for special huggies.
“Enf Enf Enf Enf!” Echoed in the garden.
“More out back?” Jimmy used a thumb to point to the back of the house getting another sigh from Geraldine.
“Yes, they’re absolutely dreadly. I’ll show you through.” The woman showed Jimmy through the house towards the kitchen and out a window overlooking the sink. The position gave Jimmy a perfect view over seeing the backyard. The back was significantly large, the front had been the size of a football field, the back double that maybe more. The garden which no doubt was once the woman’s pride and joy was torn apart. The little veggie garden she had spent effort to grow had been ripped up, whatever growing long eaten. There was fluffy shit everywhere.
Jimmy went about counting up the sheer number of fluffies. It was clear there were far too many for a single exterminator to deal with. If he tried to deal with them they would probably escape.
“Got to say ma’am ya got one of the largest herd’s i’ve ever seen.” Jimmy whistled again, impressed by the herds size. He hadn’t even seen a herd get this large, usually they starved or were wiped out long before then.
“What can be done about it? These vermin are destroying my beautiful home. I wouldn’t be so upset if they had been polite, but they are the absolute worst examples ever.” The woman huffed as she folded her arms.
“Well this calls for my secret weapon.”
“You’re secret weapon?” The woman appeared slightly confused.
“Come on, we’ll make a run to the Van. You have an umbrella or two?” Jimmy began making his way back to the front of the house, the woman hurrying after.
“I have a stand by the front door.”
As they arrived back to the front room, Jimmy took an umbrella from the stand tossing it to the client before grabbing another himself.
“On my mark make a run for it to the Van. Pop the umbrella open only if you have to.” Geraldine gve a nod but she seemed quite flustered as she fumbled with the umbrella. Grabbing the door handle Jimmy gave her a look.
“Alright. 1. 2. 3. GO!” Jimmy swung the door open and Geraldine ran out. Jimmy followed safer, while making sure to close the door behind him, can’t have the ferals getting loose in the house, otherwise they’d lose them. The two quickly bolted across the yard towards the Van. The fluffies noticed their presence again, the leader shouting.
“Hoomans! Wan! Dis am smawty wand nao! U nu cum bwak ur gwet sowwy poopies!” Roared the red unicorn as he wobbled after them…
Jimmy and the client ran over the Van, the woman huffing and puffing. Jimmy sat the umbrella down and surveyed the situation.
“Huff so want now.” Geraldine took in gulps of air as she brushed off her dress getting rid of any creases.
“Dwat wite wun dummeh hoomans!” Smarty continued to shout as the fluffies gathered and cheered him, making him puff his chest out. He then wobbled over and mounted another mare who started screaming.
“Nu spweciaw huggies bwad fu babbehs!” She was swollen, unable to move, clearly pregnant.
“Shwut up dummeh mawe! Smawty wun spweciaw huggies! Enf Enf Enf Enf Enf!” He started going to town on her again as she flailed and screamed. The other fluffies didn’t seem to care merely laughing at her plight.
“Dummeh poopie mawe! Owly gud fu enfs.” Another fluffy remarked as he waddled over and struck her in the face with a hoof.
“Huuu huuu.”
“Lovely bunch aren’t they.” Remarked Jimmy sarcastically. He approached his Van first and pulled the back doors open.
“First we gotta make sure they can’t run away/ If they get away they’ll probably just come back.” Jimmy stepped up into the back, the back of the Van was neatly organised with tool boxes, crates and lockers. He went over to one of the large metal crates and popped it open, shuffling some things around in it.
“And how are we going to do that?” Geraldine asked with a huff, her cheeks flush from the brief exercise.
“Well ma’am i’m a bit of an inventor in my spare time. I work on fluffy exterminating gear, test it out while doing the odd job or two. If it works well I pattern it and sell it to other exterminators.” Jimmy explained as he pulled a smaller long rectangule box from the crate. The box was a good half meter long, twenty centimetres tall and ten centimetres wide.
“Here we go.” He then hopped out of the van and set the tool box down. Unlocking it he opened it to reveal a row of stacked metal cubes each ten centimetres by ten centimetres, sixty in total. They seemed to glow with a yellow pulse.
“What in god’s name are those?” Geraldine questioned as the cubes hummed and thrummed.
“These are my portable automated electricized fluffy containment system. Don’t have a catchy name for them yet and PAEFCS doesn’t really roll off the tongue. In other words its a portable fluffy containment system. I’d explain but it’s better to just watch.” Jimmy grabbed a measuring tape and approached the property taking to ignoring Geraldine so he could focus on the job.
Jimmy tested the fluffies seeing just how close he had to be before they attacked. It seemed they didn’t cross the fence line prefering to stay inside the property. With a nod he marked out a border two metres from the fence line and began to place the cubes, displacing them evenly one metres from each other. He returned to the Van grabbing more cubes as necessary in order to complete the containment system.
Once the final cube was placed he walked back to the Van. Pulling out his phone he pulled up the app he had invented for the containment unit.
“Now what are you doing?” Geraldine questioned again, she was watching with vested interest. This was the first time she had ever hired a fluffy exterminator. v.
“Activating the system. I made an app on my phone to control them.” He opened the app and activated the system. The cubes began to glow and make a loud humming noise. They started to unravel as metal extended up from the top. Parts began to move about as a sharp metal end jutted out from the bottom. The end ploughed into the earth stabilising the cube as it began to elongate into a thin one metre tall pole.
The pole hummed and sparked with electricity as the top opened up. Pieces extended out and began to spin like a fan. The electricity sparks grew larger before it jolted and from the sides of the pole electrical threads burst forth. The threads stretched connecting to the nearest pole and continued like a chain reaction. Within seconds a fence made of generated electricity had formed with five lines between each pole.
The fluffies during the process screeched and quickly tried to hide from the noise. The braver fluffies sat and watched one of them slowly getting closer to the fence to examine it. The fluffy reached out with a hoof and…
BZZZT!
A loud zap of electricity shocked the fluffy. His blue fur stood on edge, sparks burst from the feathers of his wings as he screeched.
“WOWPIEST PUWPTIES!” The shocked fluffy screamed his tongue lolling out his mouth, numb from the shock. As the electricity died down he stumbled, fur scorched the burnt smell of fluffy hair lingering in the air. He stumbled across eyes wide as he twitched before collapsing to the ground crying. He was still alive but badly hurt.
“Meanie munstah fwence huwt fwuff spweciaw fwen!” A pink mare shouted as she waddled over to the electrocuted fluffy, a small blue and pink foal on her back.
“Spweciaw fwen gwib fwencie sowwy poopies!” The mare shouted as she approached the fence and turned, lifting her tail.
“Gwet em mummah! Gib meanie munstah fwence sowwy poopies!” The foal shouted as it flailed its chubby limbs, it was clearly overfed.
“This will be good.” Remarked Jimmy with a sadistic smile
“SOWWY POOPIES!” The mare screamed as she released a torrent of liquid shit at the electric fence. The liquid shit hit the fence causing electricity to spark violently. It travelled through the projectile shit and towards the mare who had a smug look on her face as she released the sorry poopies.
"Mweanie fwence gun be su sowwy!
The electricity however didn’t care as it flowed up and landed piercing through the exposed fluffy rectum.
“SCAREDI POOPIES!” The herd screamed and ran spraying shit everyone. The smarty had run away hiding in a bush that he dove into. Foals were dropped to the ground and burst into tears, peeping and chirping for their mothers who had run off to save themselves.
“SCREE POOPIE PWACE WOWSTEST HUWTIES!” Screamed the mare as she attempted to run back; it was too late. Electricity burst through her tiny body violently shocking her. The foal on her back wasn’t spared as its tiny body jerked.
“BURG MWUMBBAH SHWAB PWESTEST!” the little foal screamed as its body was violently assaulted. Its eyes widened as it screamed, the eyes burst from its skull, blood spraying across its mothers back. The foal screamed louder but not for long as it fell from the mare’s back and hit the ground soon growing silent.
The mare on the other hand was shitting violently, unable to control her bowels. Pee erupted next as she lost control of her bladder. She rolled onto her back drowning herself in shit and piss. The electrocution grew more violent thanks to the liquid contact. Her screams died down as nothing was left but a charred corpse.
“Is that your secret weapon? Lock me out of my own house and either let them starve or electrocute themselves to death?” Asked Geraldine with a huff, she didn’t want to be kept from her home.
“No ma’am this is to make sure none escape. If they try to dig under like that one’s doing well…” Jimmy never got to finish as the yellow unicorn attempting to dig under the fence was violently electrocuted. “There’s a current running underground as well. The fence line is a good half a metre deep. And fluffies can’t jump for shit so they can’t jump over the fence either.”
“So where’s this so called secret weapon?”
Jimmy stuck a thumb towards the trailer, "He’s in there."
“He?” Geraldine raised an eyebrow out of curiosity. Jimmy simply nodded and walked over to the trailer’s roller doors and began to unlock the padlock. He gave a loud banging knock on the roller.
“Oi your up bud. Operation Behemoth is go!” Jimmy then quickly began to step back, “Better step back ma’am.”
Geraldine did as she was told and for good measure. The roller door was violently ripped upwards as a colossal shadow loomed over her. The shadow released a long moan.
“UUUUURRRR!” The shadow took a single step forward, a large foot hitting solid earth with a loud thud. A giant hand latched onto the trailer, green in coloration, as a behemoth of some kind began to emerge.
“By the gods!” Geraldine uttered as her eyes widened as the monstrosity before her.
“SCREEE MUNSTAH!” The fluffies screamed and began to flee once more.
The beast, an apt name for the creature, was a towing eight feet tall. His skin a deep marsh green, eyes a void like black that were beady and barbaric. Hands large enough to crush a human’s head, almost like a gorilla’s. Arms the size of tree trunks, muscles that seemed almost godly. Large tusks protruding from his lower jaw with thick black hair and beard tied in a braid. The creature in nothing but primitive cloth leather covering his lower half with two crossed leather bandoliers over his chet stepped out from the trailer. The trailer jolted and rose into the air from the lack of weight.
The creature reached into the trailer with its meaty hands and began to pull out primitive but the most terrible weapons she had ever seen. A large steel maul coated in blood was pulled from the trailer and slung across the creatures back the handle to the left. The creature reached in again, drawing out a twisted battle axe placed upon his right hip. A large warhammer joined it on the left. The final item to be removed was a sword as tall and wide as the behemoth. The steel blade was then slung onto his back and the handle angled to the right.
The creature turned and began stalking towards them.
THUMP
THUMP
The ground shook with each movement as it lumbered over, soon towering over the two. From this distance Geraldine gulped, she could smell the blood from the creature.
“Rrrrrr! Rang!” The creature bemoaned in a deep rumbling voice as it looked at Jimmy.
“I did. It’s time. Operation Behemoth. There are over a hundred fluffies in our client, Geraldine’s, yard front and back. Eliminate” Jimmy indicated to the victorian house. The creature turned its beady eyes and locked onto the horde as they peeked around the corner of the house.
“RRRRRRRRAAAARGH” The behemoth gave a mighty roar and began to slowly turn its body, stomping towards the fluffies. Each step made the ground shake under the creature’s weight.
“Just what on god’s green earth is that thing!” Geraldine held a hand to her chest letting out a breath she hadn’t known she was holding. The creature was not like anything she’d ever seen.
“That is a little project of mine. The latest in fluffy hunting technology is the Biologically Engineered Heavy Eredication Oppression Tactical Hunter, or Behemoth for short. But he likes to go by Bruticus.” Jimmy introduced the creature with a massive smile.
“You made that thing! As if fluffies weren’t bad enough!” Geraldine gawked at the creature and found it afront to all living things made by god’s hand.
“He’s one of a kind ma’am. BRUTICUS YOU KNOW THE DEAL!” Jimmy called out to the green giant.
“Bruticus knows!” Responded the Behemoth as he approached the electronic fence, with ease the creature stepped over and entered the fray. The fluffies screamed and ran as they saw the giant approaching.
“GWIANT MUNSTAH WUN” The herd started running about as the smarty covered under a bush covering his eyes.
“NU swee mweanie gwiant munstah, munstah nu swee smarty.” The smarty’s fluffy logic was infallible thinking since he couldn’t see Bruticus then the behemoth couldn’t see him.
“RRRUUURGH! Bruticus no like bad fluffies!” Bruticus stomped towards the fluffies, a pair of toughies came running over intending to give sorry hoofsies.
“Twuffies giii…gwak!” The toughies never got to finish as a giant green foot came crashing down splattering them to the grass.
“Bruticus know care!” He roared as he continued stomping along. The Behemoth stalked the garden looming over it as a gleeful smile began to stretch across his horrible features.
"BRUTICUS KILL! The Behemoth locked onto a group of fluffies in the distance. He began to move before erupting into a full blown charge. His footsteps were like thunder as he stormed across the yard quickly arriving by the fluffies.
“SCREEEEE MUNSTAH!” The fluffies screamed as scaredy poopies erupted from their foul behinds.
Bruticus roared with laughter as he jumped and came crashing down onto the fluffies with a loud thud. The earth shook as the ground cracked from the fall. Guts and blood erupted out from underneath the behemoth as he squashed the fluffies.
ROHAHAHAHA!" Bruticus roared with laughter as he turned, spotting a fluffy running past him.
“Pretty pink fluffy!” Bruticus reached out and grabbed the fluff in his massive hands.
“SCREEE BWAD UPSIES!” The fluffy screeched and hollered, unable to even flail in the monster’s grasp. The giant hand was wrapped tightly around the fluffies body exposing only the head of the overweight rat.
“Pretty pink mare!”
“AM NU MAWE!” The fluffy shouted, “WET FWUFFY GU UR GWET SOWWY HOOFSIES!”
The pink stallion struggled in the grip but was unable to break free, breaking down into cries as he sobbed pitifully.
“Pwease wet fwuffy gu mistah munstah.”
Bruticus appeared to think over it, “Okay.”
“Wewwy?” The pink fluffy looked at the monster his eyes filled with joy.
“ROHAHHAHA NO!” Bruticus then clenched and the fluffy screamed again.
“WOWST HUWTIES!” The giant hand continued to clench down on the fluffy as he gulped and gasped, eyes beginning to pop.
“GWAH BWARG!” The fluffy couldn’t even speak, its intestines were slowly being forced up out of its mouth from the pressure. With a laugh Bruticus clenched harder and blood erupted from his hand with a loud crunching sound. Bruticus dropped the crushed fluffy to the ground and roared with laughter.
“Fluffy puny. Crush easily!” Bruticus remarked as he trotted off again to continue hunting the fluffies.
"Must he be so brutal? Can’t he just kill them quickly and painlessly." Geraldine had to stop from throwing up. The sight was nauseating.
“You’re the client, you’re welcome to tell him to be more humane. He’s just over there.” Jimmy gestured over Bruticus as the behemoth picked up a pregnant mare, grabbing her front hoofs in one hand and back hoofs in the other, he gave a tug and tore her in two. The disfigured tummeh babbehs fell to the ground with a splat.
“Actually I think I was too quick to judge.” Geraldine took a step back and gulped.
“What I thought.” Jimmy pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his overalls and lit one up, enjoying the show.
“RRRRR! THIS FUN!” The jolly gree giant roared with glee as he went on a path of destruction leaving a disgusting mess and blood, gore and faeces in his wake. The fluffies stood no chance against the Behemoth.
Bruticus grabbed another fluffy by the tail and began to spin it around over his head.
“SCREEEE!” The fluffy screamed as Bruticus then snapped his arm. The fluffy’s eyes bulged as the tail was torn out along with its spine. The spinal cord was torn from the fluff as it went flying right into the electric fence.
“Fluffy go bzzzt!” Bruticus roared with laughter as he used the tail and spinal cord as a weapon. The fluffy spine lashed out as it struck another fluff across the back. Thanks to the behemoth’s brute force the fluffy was torn in two it’s intestines spilling out.
“Nuuu tummeh skettis sway in fwuffies gwurg” The fluffy tried to push its skettis back into its stomach as he cried. Bruticus reached down grabbing the intestines and pulled.
“GWURG!” The fluffy spewed up blood as its body was lifted into the air. Bruticus swung the intestines around his neck, wearing the bisected fluffy like a scarf as it gurgled.
The behemoth stomped again and began marching on the fluffies as they continued to scurry. More of the herd had tried to escape the containment running into the fence only to be violently electrocuted. Others attempted to dig under only to be electrocuted too. Mother’s raised their foals and threw them up over the fence.
“WUN BABBEHS!” However the little foals screamed, chirped and peeped before hitting the ground with loud thuds. Their bones broke and limbs twisted at wrong angles, those luckily enough were killed on impact.
“NUU BABBEHS!”
“Well better go finish em off.” Jimmy walked over to the wailing foals and stomped them out with his boots.
“BABBEHS GWAK!” A mother fluffy cried before a giant hand grabbed her and shoved her into the fence.
“SCREEEE! BWUWNIES!” THe mare screeched and flailed as she was held against the fence. Electricity travelled through her and into Bruticus but the massive brute didn’t seem to even flinch.
“Hehe tickles!” Bruticus laughed as he raised the roasted mare. She was still alive, twitching, sobbing and peeping, unable to speak.
“Taste better alive!” Bruticus remarked and threw the fluffy into his jaws.
“SCREEEE!” erupted from the Mare as Bruticus crunched down with his mighty teeth shattering limbs and bones. He devoured her as blood oozed from his lips.
“Yummy!” Bruticus turned to the other fluffies a sweet sadistic gleam in his eyes.
“NUMMEH MUNSTAH!” The fluffies were horrified as dread overcame them. More toughies regained their bearings, growing brave and advanced. Five toughies ran towards the monster.
“Nummeh munstah nu num fwuffies! GWet sowwy poopies!” THe toughies turned and erupted with projectile shit.
Bruticus frowned as his legs were assaulted with a horrid smell. Looking down the monster roared in anger as his legs were assaulted by the fluffies bowels.
“Make Bruticus angry! No like Bruticus when angry!” Roared the giant as he raised a foot and brought it around kicking one of the shitting fluffies. The foot smashed through the fluff as it screamed its body exploding from the impact.
“Fwuffies gib sowwy poopies!” Shouted the toughies as other fluffies soon ran over, even young foals. The fluffies began to erupt with sorry poopies.
“RRRRRR! BRUTICUS HATE! BRUTICUS MAD! BRUTICUS ANGRY! BRUTICUS RAGE!!!” The Behemoth roared loudly, making the ground shake under his cry. His eyes bulged and began to go bloodshot. His muscles began to expand as he started to grow even larger. His body doubled in size growing to sixteen feet.
The fluffies stopped and gulped looking up with fear as the giant monster only got bigger.
“Fwuffy dwun fwuck up.” One of the fluffies said, despite the foul language the other fluffies slowly nodded their heads in agreement.
The fluffies didn’t even get a chance to regret their actions as a massive fist slammed down splattering them across the ground
“WUN!” The other fluffies screamed and started bolting in other directions.
“He can get bigger?” Geraldine shouted in surprise and horror.
“Oh yeah. And when he does that’s when the cool shit happens.”
Bruticus reached behind his back and removed the colossal maul. He gripped the weapon and roared, as he roared a cold wind burst forth from his body. The ground began to freeze over as a white mist surrounded the maul.
“Suu cwowdies hwp fwuffy.” The nearby fluffies shivered as ice began to encase them. The ground froze over as the cold wind wrapped around the nearby fluffies. They couldn’t even scream as they were frozen over and turned into ice statues. The massive maul swung through the air smashing into the frozen fluffies. The fluffies shattered into pieces and scattered across the yard.
“Huuu huu hewd gu fowebah sweepies.” The smarty cried from under his bush as heard the sounds of his herd being slaughtered.
“Found you!” The giant roared as a hand reached down and grabbed the smarty making him squeal like a pig.
“SCREEE BWAD UPSIES WET SMAWTY GU!” The smarty was picked up by two giant fingers and raised up into the air.
“Okay.”
“Wewwy?” The smarty looked with hope but the sadistic smile of the monster made him quiver.
“FLY!” Bruticus then threw the smarty up into the air with all his might.
“SCREEE FWUFFY NU CWAN FWY!” THe smarty hollared as he went sailing high up into the air. He screeched and flailed as he reached the top before he began to plummet.
“BWAD UPSIES!” Smarty screamed as he plummeted back down to the earth. He hit the ground with a squelch becoming no more than a flattened pancake.
“Fluffy die so easy.” Mumbled Bruticus as he went stomping once more. THe massive maul swung smashing through the hordes of fluffies sending fluff, fluffy pieces, blood and organs everywhere with each blood. The garden was transformed into a gorey mess. Ice spread wherever Bruticus stomped the fluffies too slow to escape him. He would swing the maul or deliver a powerful kick shattering the fluffies, laughing as he did. Bruticus went on his rampage swinging the maul, despite his strength, he was skilled the maul only ever meeting its mark, never damaging Geraldine’s yard or home, except for the gorey mess.
Without any escape the horde was slowly whittled down fluffy by fluffy. They tried to hide, tried to run and tried to escape but to no avail. Some relented to their fate and waited for the sweet embrace of death.
“Skwettiland fwuffy cum!” They would say before they were obliterated by the giant.
“Skettiland no real!” The behemoth would retort before crushing the fluffies beneath him. Bruticus would grab fluffies now and then, throwing them into his mouth chewing loudly as he devoured the creatures. They had been scared so much they could no longer fart let alone release their bowels.
Fingers pinched and lifted up another fluffy raising it to eye level, a crying blue stallion. Bruticus smiled and with two more fingers pinched its fluffy penis between his fingers.
“Nuuu nuu twouch nu-nu stwick!” Bruticus’s eyes twinkled and he pinched ever so softly, but it was more than enough as the appendage was crushed beneath his finger tips.
“SCREEEE!” The fluffy screamed before Bruticus flung it across the yard. The fluffy crashed into the ground, its little body crumpling upon impact, but he didn’t not die. He lay there broken drowning in his own blood. It would be slow and painful.
With a final swing of his maul Bruticus finished off the last of the fluffies. He began to look around to find the nest. Large nostrils sniffed the air and he followed the scent. He walked through the back yard over to a shed and opened the door right open.
“peep”
“Chirp”
“Qwuiet babbehs or munstah fwine us. SCREEE!” A fluffy was trying to quite a large nest of chirpy babbehs but screamed as the door was thrown open.
"Pwease nu hwuwt babbehs em onwy widdow babbehs. She tried to protect the little foals, but Bruticus reached in and grabbed her tearing her out of the shed. She screamed and flailed but could not escape.
Bruticus threw her up into the air, but not high into the sky like the other. As she was thrown above his head and began to fall he brought his hands together with a loud……
CLAP!
The palm of his hands clapped together slamming against the fluffy mare and squashed her. The flattened corpse fell to the ground with a squelch. The loud sound made the chirpy babbehs peep and chirp, releasing their bowels in fright. The giant slowly lowered himself and looked back into the shed, his eyes twinkling. A hand reached in the massive limb wrapping around the next, a simple box. He pulled the box out along with the chirping babbehs.
“Rrrr.” Bruticus roared softly as he began to shrink back down. He rested the maul onto his back once more and stomped back around the front carrying the box.
“All done buddy?” Jimmy asked as he spotted the blood covered behemoth’s approach.
“Am done.” Bruticus stalked past making his way back to the trailer, making it shake as he climbed back in.
“Ah what’s he doing with those babies? He’s not going to eat them too is he?” Questioned Geraldine clearly unnerved by the behemoth and his actions.
'What Bruticus does with them is up to him." Jimmy walked to the Van pulling out a billing book. He started jotting down and tore out a page handing it over.
“A bill for our services. You can pay up right or in instalments that we can organise over the phone. If you don’t, I may be tempted to release a certain behemoth.”
“Yes you’ll get your money. But what about my yard and the mess.” Geraldine bawked as she gagged at the sight. Jimmy smiled and pulled out a business card handing it over.
“You called for an exterminator not a cleaner. But my sister runs a cleaners. Give her a ring and she’ll swing by in no time with her crew to clean the mess. Until then have a pleasant day ma’am.” Jimmy smiled as he walked back to his Van ignoring the woman’s disgruntled mutters as she walked back into her house.
Walking to the back of the trailer Jimmy looked at Bruticus who was gently patting the baby fluffies and feeding them with harvest fluffy milk in bottles. The back of the trailer had a small refrigerator that stored fluffy milk, a large recliner for the behemoth, a metal locker attached to the wall, an intercom and lastly a TV hooked to another wall.
“Get a good haul this time buddy?” Asked Jimmy as the Behemoth looked at him.
“Babies lots, little. But Bruticus no like lie!” The Behemoth responded as he gently fed the little fluffies.
“Seems only a few days old. Should be no issue raising them. Also what lie?” Jimmy took a drag of his cigarette before tossing the butt to the ground and stomping it out.
“JImmy no create Bruticus!” The behemoth responded, returning his focus to the fluffy babies. He opened the locker with a free hand taking out a thick fluffy blanket to wrap around the foals. The babies snuggled into the blanket, it had been made by Bruticus from skinned fluffies.
“I know that buddy, but it’s better this way. If I tell people you appeared from some portal from who knows where you’d be captured and experimented on. At least this way I can claim protective rights over you as my creation.” Jimmy remarked, getting a slow nod from the behemoth.
“Bruticus no like, Bruticus understand. Bruticus home am Orc, here Behemoth!” The giant of a creature, an orc, spoke as he gently laid the box down at his feet.
“Anyway settle in buddy. Were heading back home.” Jimmy smiled and pulled the roller door down as Bruticus began to hum to the babies. Shaking his head, Jimmy locked the trailer door, got into the Van and drove away.
“Life just keeps getting weirder.” Jimmy pressed a button on the dash connecting to the intercom.
“Ready back there bud.”
“Bruticus ready!” The orc’s voice boomed over the coms. With a laugh Jimmy started the Van and drove off heading back home, another job well done.
This is kind of like side story to my A New Beginning featuring the Dandyman. A tiefling from Faerun, the World of Dungeons and Dragons. Bruticus is also from the same world but is an Orc, a Path of the Giant Barbarian.
Links to A New Beginning below
Path of the Exterminator