18th Apr 2017, 4:13 PM
in Feral
A fatherly chat with the boy.
In the sheriff's office, Hogsworth the younger stands looking ashamed and contrite as his father the sheriff harangues him.
Hogsworth: Sorry, dad-
Sheriff: You were out drinking all night and feeling up some, some... some village floozy! What kind of example is that for the son of a sheriff to give? Hmmm?
Hogsworth: But dad-
Sheriff: GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! I'll think about what I'm going to do with you.
Hogsworth jr. makes for the door.
Hogsworth: Y-yes, dad. Bye-bye.
Sheriff: ...useless little twerp...
The sheriff is disturbed in his mutterings by voices from outside.
Voices: Sheep-stealer! Why bother old hatchet-face! Let's string her up now!
The sheriff stands outside addressing the angry mob with as much restraint as he can muster.
Sheriff: Can I help you, gentlemen?
Hogsworth: Sorry, dad-
Sheriff: You were out drinking all night and feeling up some, some... some village floozy! What kind of example is that for the son of a sheriff to give? Hmmm?
Hogsworth: But dad-
Sheriff: GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! I'll think about what I'm going to do with you.
Hogsworth jr. makes for the door.
Hogsworth: Y-yes, dad. Bye-bye.
Sheriff: ...useless little twerp...
The sheriff is disturbed in his mutterings by voices from outside.
Voices: Sheep-stealer! Why bother old hatchet-face! Let's string her up now!
The sheriff stands outside addressing the angry mob with as much restraint as he can muster.
Sheriff: Can I help you, gentlemen?
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Reinder Dijkhuis
18th Apr 2017, 4:13 PM
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