Lost Creek Hollow mumps - that's a funny word

um, no, dad... i'm fucking not okay!

the milk was still sitting in the back of his throat like a swatch of creamy peanut-butter. this would have been great if he hadn't been so overzealous in his attempts to hog all of the food for himself. now, he was going to die. he could feel it in his nubbin limbs. there was nothing left on that earth for him. the one thing he had loved and relied on had betrayed him.

with a dismal expression, aengus turned to his father and opened his mouth in a comical and frightening twist of his features. he sputtered again and coughed loudly, tongue lolling out the front of his mouth as if that would help. aengus tried to suck in air to compensate for the wet feeling in the back of his throat but this only caused him to cough harder and his eyes bulged.