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big-mistake
Tristan crept through the underbrush in the thick forest glade, his familiar resting on his back. The pink Babbit (Rabbit bat) held it's wings round his shoulders so he would be concealed from sight against any predators that might be lurking within the woods. The hunting duo came up to a thicket and the young man spotted a bear, it appeared to be resting within some cover. He drew his bow up and took aim.
"Twisty, no. You'll make it mad." The Babbit warned in a whisper, taking note of what his friend and master was aiming at.
"Shhh, Pipet I've got a perfect shot, I'll have two arrows in it's head before it can even wake up." Tristan answered quickly, and without another word loosed two arrows straight at the bear. They whooshed out and sunk deep into the bears eye and head, but it didn't so much as move. Tristan paused. "What the hell?"
"Twisty, lets go, there's suffen wong with that bear." Pipet whined, his tone growing shrill with each breath.
"I hit it in the damn eye, it should of at the least growled." Tristan began creeping closer.
"No, Twisty! lets go!"
"Quiet, I'm taking another shot." He aimed and drew back the bow string and exhaled, sending the arrow into the side of the beast. It flinched. "Got it." He shot again and it moved more. Suddenly there was a loud gasp which startled Tristan and Pipet.
"That didn't sound like a bear Twisty." The quivering pink Babit clutched to him with mounting fear.
"I don't think it was one." Tristan answered back as he looked hard at the bear. Then up from the thicket rose a towering and rather angered giantess. Tristan gapped at the sight as she growled and scanned downward looking for what had dared shoot at her. Pipet rose his ears and wings out of fear and in doing so they were exposed and no longer invisible. Tristan exclaimed in alarm, realizing he was now out in plain sight and the giantess's eyes fell on him hard. "DAMN IT PIPET!"
"SOWWY!" the frightened Babit cried out as Tristan drew back and shot a few more arrows to ward her off. One sinking right into her breast. She barely flinched and merely glared at him even harder. Pipet squeaked loud in terror and took flight.
"WUN TWISTY WUN!"
"PIPET! Come back!" Tristan turned to flee, and quickly tripped just as the giantess reached down for him, sweeping him up off the ground and into the air. He clenched his eyes shut tight, expecting her to squeeze him to death right then and there. But was surprised when her grasp didn't instantly tighten. He timidly opened one eye and then the other. She held him, right at face level, and pointed to her chest, shaking her head with a look of deep disappointment.
"Rude." She said flatly and loud. Tristan gulped, he was unaware that they could speak. She then swiftly then knelt and draped him over her knee. He was overcome with confusion, what the hell was she doing. He didn't have to wonder long as she tore down the back of his pants.
"HEY!" He exclaimed and started to writhe in her hold.
"Wet go of my Twisty!" Pipet returned in a rather futile attempt to free his friend, tugging at one of her enormous dreads, which fazed her even less then an arrow to the chest.
"Damn it Pipet! This is all your fault!"
"Mine?! I told you not to shoot!"
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