[Fic] The Stench of Isolation
Author/Artist: kjoycely seamusog
Characters/Pairings: Gwendal, Anissina, Yozak, Wolfram, Yuuri
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied torture
Author's Notes: A kkm_challenge submission Theme/Prompt being used: Isolation
Summary: Gwendal suffers isolation and torture.
The Stench of Isolation
The laboratory could be found through a maze of corridors somewhere in the middle of the castle. Yet, despite all the walls and heavy wooden doors separating it from the rest of the world, the evil miasma still managed to permeate the air throughout the compound reaching even to the courtyard and the outside walls.
Inside the brightly lit room, a gigantic glass cylinder stood on the floor and reached all the way to the ceiling. Beside it sat a large metal box filled with controls, light indicators, dial readouts and a prodigious whistle. Anissina had been there all morning fiddling with the machine while Yozak stood by with the biggest grin on his face. Not that it was visible. They were both wearing contraptions over their faces that made their voices sound raspy and deep.
Several vats filled with different kinds of liquids: vinegar, Lady Celi's special shampoo, the maids' ultra-strong green cleaner, Anissina's Mr. Remove-Stains-From-Clothes, tomato juice and various other unnaturally-colored potions laid scattered haphazardly about the room. Gwendal had been eyeing each vat with suspicion and throwing pleading looks at the two. But Anissina was unmoved. She was determined. She was going to solve this problem even if it killed him. They were now on the seventh try and Anissina motioned Yozak to connect the hose to Vat# 22A.
Slowly the cylinder started filling up with a magenta-colored goop. Gwendal pounded on the inside wall of his prison, screamed in anger and growled in frustration as if trying to fight the strange solution as it slowly creeped up from his feet to his knees to his waist. But all was silent in the room except for the mechanical noises and the glugging, slurping sound of the liquid as it passed through the hose. He was in total isolation and nothing he said or did made any impression on the world around him. Anissina watched him with impassive eyes while Yozak watched him with amusement.
Outside the castle, Wolfram was scolding Yuuri.
"This is all your fault, wimp."
"But... but it was so cute, how could I have known..."
"Look, next time you bring a pet for Big Brother, try not to bring any black furry creature with white stripes on its back!"
Characters/Pairings: Gwendal, Anissina, Yozak, Wolfram, Yuuri
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied torture
Author's Notes: A kkm_challenge submission Theme/Prompt being used: Isolation
Summary: Gwendal suffers isolation and torture.
The Stench of Isolation
The laboratory could be found through a maze of corridors somewhere in the middle of the castle. Yet, despite all the walls and heavy wooden doors separating it from the rest of the world, the evil miasma still managed to permeate the air throughout the compound reaching even to the courtyard and the outside walls.
Inside the brightly lit room, a gigantic glass cylinder stood on the floor and reached all the way to the ceiling. Beside it sat a large metal box filled with controls, light indicators, dial readouts and a prodigious whistle. Anissina had been there all morning fiddling with the machine while Yozak stood by with the biggest grin on his face. Not that it was visible. They were both wearing contraptions over their faces that made their voices sound raspy and deep.
Several vats filled with different kinds of liquids: vinegar, Lady Celi's special shampoo, the maids' ultra-strong green cleaner, Anissina's Mr. Remove-Stains-From-Clothes, tomato juice and various other unnaturally-colored potions laid scattered haphazardly about the room. Gwendal had been eyeing each vat with suspicion and throwing pleading looks at the two. But Anissina was unmoved. She was determined. She was going to solve this problem even if it killed him. They were now on the seventh try and Anissina motioned Yozak to connect the hose to Vat# 22A.
Slowly the cylinder started filling up with a magenta-colored goop. Gwendal pounded on the inside wall of his prison, screamed in anger and growled in frustration as if trying to fight the strange solution as it slowly creeped up from his feet to his knees to his waist. But all was silent in the room except for the mechanical noises and the glugging, slurping sound of the liquid as it passed through the hose. He was in total isolation and nothing he said or did made any impression on the world around him. Anissina watched him with impassive eyes while Yozak watched him with amusement.
Outside the castle, Wolfram was scolding Yuuri.
"This is all your fault, wimp."
"But... but it was so cute, how could I have known..."
"Look, next time you bring a pet for Big Brother, try not to bring any black furry creature with white stripes on its back!"