The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[NameIess]

Unfortunately, they were similar only in nutritional value.

[Edema Rue she/her]

Once they noticed this, the townsfolk began to eat them. 

[NameIess]

They tasted amazing.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

And Inae prepared a feast and invited the great one as consolation.

[NameIess]

The Great Mage was honored by the invitation, but he was much too busy to- wait. Inae invited the great one and not him? How insulting.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Oops. Great Mage, I meant.

His invitation arrived, with an apology for the typo.

[NameIess]

This only offended the Great Mage more. He was invited to the same party as the great one? Everyone knew that their rivalry was as long as the history of the Earth. Now he'd have to show up to the party, if only to punish the insolence of the one who'd thrown it.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

When he got there, the great one was not. 

Inae smiled. “Welcome! I made a feast. There’s lots of stuff. Eat whatever you like.”

Nice Ookla name 

Edited November 26, 2022 by Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff

[NameIess]

The Great Mage glowered at the impudent mortal. "I do not like taters."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“That’s okay. I have other stuff.” Inae pointed at ice cream, turkey, chicken, venison, rolls and jam, deviled eggs, colorful candy, root with nutmeg, and sugared wood pulp, among other dishes.

‘IMPUDENT MORTAL’ I LOVE IT XD

Edited November 26, 2022 by Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff

[NameIess]

The Great Mage looked at sugared wood pulp hungrily, but remained steadfast. "I do not like any of those dishes. They are not fit for consumption by one of my stature."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“Oh. Why not? I mean, what DO you eat, if not feasts prepared by gong dragons?”

[NameIess]

"I eat, uh... feasts made by immortal gong dragons."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“Aren’t all gong dragons immortal? Or are the green ones not?”

[NameIess]

Blast. This mortal knows too much about gong dragons. "Er, did you say green gong dragons? A green gong dragon made this feast?"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“No. The blue ones, with platinum fangs and claws.”

[NameIess]

"Blue gong dragons?" the Great Mage plastered a look of disgust on his face, forcefully ignoring the delicious aroma of sugared wood pulp drifting over to him. "How dare you attempt to poison me with such food. Blue gong dragons are among the worst chefs to ever live!"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Inae blinked. “These ones catered the Feast of a Thousand Days, with the pickiest dukes imaginable. They didn’t get fired. They have amazing credentials.”

[NameIess]

"I don't care what their credentials are. I hate blue gong dragon cooking."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“Oh… that’s too bad. I guess I’ll have to throw it out… I’m not qualified to eat it. They’re picky.” With a sigh, Inae picked up a few plates.

[NameIess]

"Well, hold on." The Great Mage considered deeply. "I... might know someone who can eat it."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“Really?” Inae perked up, hating to waste all this food.

[NameIess]

"Yes. A friend of mine, with terrible taste. Still, I can take the food to him, if you don't mind."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

“Not at all. Thank you so much. I can ask the dragons to pack it up for your friend, if you like.”

[NameIess]

"That would be acceptable, yes."