Character: Fehmut
Series:
The Psychic Business Corporation (with cameos in Petshop of Horrors)
Character Age: 14
Canon: The Psychic Business Corporation details the adventures of Tokiwa Kanenari, a substitute teacher and psychic for hire. The stories are usually short and self-contained-- except for the chapters detailing the arrival of Fehmut. You see, once upon a time, there was an ancient Egyptian pharaoh whose bones (and soul) were trapped in an hourglass along with the soul of his pet cat. Tokiwa broke the hourglass, and the curse on it, bringing both cat and boy back to life in the same body. Yes, that's right, the (quite dead) boy is also a cat, and he can transform at will, making life quite interesting for Tokiwa and quite scandalous to those around him misinterpreting Fehmut's casual discussion of topics such as sleeping together.
Fehmut himself is technically two beings in one body-- the boy and the cat. However, rather than displaying symptoms of MPD, Fehmut's personality is fairly well integrated into one being. Even as a boy, he's very much a haughty pampered cat, using the royal we and making demands instead of requests. Despite his bursts of curiosity about this brave new world, Fehmut attempts to play it cool, even when it's obvious to everyone else around him that, well... he isn't. And, well, his outbursts of righteous indignation are quite frequent-- and despite his insistence that "it was the cat!" who was besotted by a cute girl, the boy, too, gets angry when Tokiwa leaves on a business trip without first teaching Fehmut to operate the can opener.
Director! We demand to see you or one of your more intelligent underlings immediately; we will be requiring a place to sleep. Though the gorillas are quite nice and have offered to sleep with us, their nests are out in the open and it is going to rain. We do not like the rain, and we forgot to pack an umbrella when we ran away from home. Therefore, we will require a clean bed and a quiet person to sleep with, male or female, one that is still breathing and has all their skin. Do you understand how bad your zombies smell? It would take us a week to get that smell off. Yech!
We are also quite pleased with the reception. The toucans and the goats clearly know their proper place, though we do not think that the goats should be permitted to be that friendly. They stepped on our tail. Our tail! Fortunately, we have decided to be merciful, since they did give us one of their jingly balls. It rolls, and it jingles! This is indeed a fascinating new toy and very... very... it jingles when it tries to run away! Once we have made it smell like us instead of stinky goat, it will be the most perfect treasure aside from the catnip mouse that we packed.
Speaking of mice, we will also expect high quality meals. Back in Egypt, we had fresh fish from the Nile, and in Japan we had the most intriguing but overcooked fish burgers. We expect that America will match these excellent foods-- we have heard of processed meat products, and though we do not quite understand, we are willing to try this new food so long as there is lots of fish. We would also like to try the native cuisine-- we tried to nibble on her, but she was very rude and would not let us, even though we are certain that she would not miss a tentacle or two with how many she has.
All in all, this place is quite nice. We will live here for a while, once our orders have been listened to, because we are a pharaoh and not to be ignored. Do you hear us, director? We are not to be ignored. Blasphemer! Stop ignoring us! We demand your full attention! We demand it!! Demand it, do you hear us!!
We will sit here and await your favorable response.
Voting
here.