Flamingo Pie

…not good

The Doclopedia #2,899

366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #138

She looked at him for a long while, then started to laugh. She reached over and mussed up his hair.

“Young sir, you are full of good advice! I think I’ll just go up to my room and sleep on it.” She stood up, just a bit wobbly, then started walking away. “Thank you!, “ she said to him over her shoulder.

As he watched her walk away, Dree started to get an idea. It might be kind of crazy, but he also thought it might just work. He would have to talk to his Greaty before he did anything, but if it worked out, he’d talk to the Roadie lady tomorrow. Until then, this food wasn’t going to eat itself, so he dove back into it.

A couple of hours later, his mom sent him upstairs to get the clothing belonging to the Offy man so she could wash them up. When he knocked on the door, the Offy answered it wearing what looked like some of Ferly’s old clothes. They barely fit the poor guy, since Ferly had been taller and considerably chubbier. He figured Mom had taken pity on the Offy, what with his only set of clothes all chicken shitty.