Chapter 6: What a Smelly Woe.
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{1 month later}
Thunder struck as the trees blew eastward with the wind.
Crawling in the bushes, moving forward on all fours to make sure he made as little noise as possible.
Ash was wearing completely black clothing, while his whole body was covered in dirt.
"Fuck," he whispered, expression frowning as he noted the smell.
He crawled lower, his body now entering an open passage of what looked to be a pit toilet. Only this time it was made completely of mud.
And he had intruded from the back, right at the bottom.
He crawled deeper, the smell growing with each step.
Until finally.
'This isn't enough,' he thought to himself, eyes now fully immersing their gaze on a mountain of poop the size of his fist.
He cursed inwardly in frustration.
It had taken him a week to find this place: no food, no water, just pure endurance.
Ash shook his head, finally rising from the pit he had entered. He bent over, opening the small bag he had hung to the side of his back, then scooped the poop from the ground with his hands, ignoring the smell completely.
But as he was about to prepare to leave.
BWOOORRRPHHHTTT!
He turned his head upward, right to the opening of the toilet pit.
As green dung descended, it embraced his face.
The smell was so horrid that Ash almost collapsed to the very ground.
But collapsing wasn't in his nature; he was resistant to it.
So, he launched his body backward, rolling to the floor and crouching under the hole he had used to infiltrate.
He lifted his hands, wiping the dung that blocked his vision.
And as he turned his eyes upward, right where the smelly attack had descended.
He smiled mischievously as he was met with the exposed buttocks of a Troll.
'Nice,' he thought inwardly, because his goal might have just been completed.
Ash waited, still staring as the green slimy dung descended from its rectum.
Then it finally finished.
The beast didn't even wipe its ass when it was done; it just wore its tattered clothing, then left.
Ash laughed, slowly crawling out from his hiding place.
He immediately opened his bag, stealing the freshly produced mountain of dung from the dirty floor, then crawled back to the exit.
As he dashed through the woods, immediate laughter escaped his lips.
Falling to the ground, absolute joy crept into the essence of his expression.
"1 entire week," he spat, shaking his head, "fuck."
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THUD!
The large doors finally opened.
"Jessica!" Ash shouted, immediately dropping the bag of poop directly onto the shining floors. "I got the product."
Silence answered back, causing his brows to raise.
Never, if not rarely, would Jessica ignore any of his calls.
So, Ash shrugged his shoulders, truly uninterested in the endeavors of old, weirdly beautiful women.
He made his way to the kitchen, not caring about the smell his body produced.
He opened the fridge, grabbed as much unhealthy food as he could find, then made his way to the sitting room.
But his steps halted, truly hesitant to continue their assault.
"This must be him, isn't it?" A woman stared at him as if he were some type of specimen. Her eyes completely widened as she almost stood when he entered.
"The immortal," Grandma Frump said, leaning back and crossing her legs in an elegant posture. "Put the food away, child, I have someone I want you to meet."
Ash frowned inwardly; he hadn't eaten for a week. How could they expect him to return the food?
He let go, dropping the food to the ground. Then bent over, grabbed a bar of chocolate, and finished it in one bite.
He shook his head, walking toward their figures, his mouth already done chowing as though it had completely absorbed the nutrients that had come with that one little bar of sweet.
As he walked toward them, he noticed that the woman he was being called for was strangely too tall for his liking. She had white hair, which, strangely enough, compensated for her height.
She just kept staring, as though her eyes were completely super-glued to his figure.
"So, you're finally back," Ms. Frump said, giggling slightly, "did the Trolls give you any problems?"
"Trolls?" The white-haired woman raised a brow in confusion, clearly taken aback by what Ms. Frump had spoken.
"Not really," Ash replied to her bewilderment, causing her heart to almost skip a bit at his words, "those green monsters didn't even know I was in there." He laughed, and the white-haired woman noticed how Ms. Frump also giggled.
"This is Larissa Weems," Grandma Frump said. "Your Principal."
Ash frowned when he heard this.
"Principal!" he instinctively blurted out. "What… wait; what?"
"I should… give you guys some space." Principal Weems stood, and Grandma Frump only nodded.
They turned to her as she began leaving the room in silence.
"School?" Ash was the first to ask, clearly questioning his ordeal.
Grandma Frump smiled, slowly getting up from her seat.
"Do you remember the question you asked me a month ago?" She asked, feet now approaching the stairway.
Ash stared for a second, mind empty.
"You mean…" he hesitated, truly unaware of her unknown intentions, "the question about what you want from me?"
Her lips lifted as she turned to him with a smile.
She looked away, now ascending the stairs.
She stopped, noticing how he didn't follow.
"Well," she looked back, "it's finally time for you to find out."
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