｡♥  rocky why

        Halfway through eating raw rat is never really a good time to be surprised. Rocky jumps, sputters a little, swallows hard, wishes he hadn’t. Guiltily, he lowers the remainder of the little carcass- it had been in the trap, poor thing, but it had been fresh, and he had been hungry. Going to Frank hadn’t even seemed like a viable option- Frank always seemed to have something else to occupy his attentions, and Rocky hardly wanted to interrupt. Now that he’s offered, though… Rocky wipes that delicate little mouth on the back of his hand, looking at Frank expectantly now.

          _{‘   NOT ON THE    –    not on the carpet,   baby.   oh,  rocky.   ’   immediately the prince glances from the devoured rodent,   &   instead grimaces at the beads and the smears of CRIMSON across his creature’s mouth. he stammers   ;   rocky is quite a young fellow   &   therefore frank expects him to make discoveries,   to adapt to his surroundings,   but THIS is something the scientist couldn’t have possibly foreseen.   ‘   why don’t we find you   …   something else,   mm  ?   ’}