#baronyofthesilverwolf

"You're doing that on PURPOSE."

"It's like a big damn (^%^&^$((***&&^&*( conspiracy here!"

"Shut up, Thistle, just do what we WANT you to!"

"Huh?" Kodger looks up

Gwen blinks "What on purpose?"

"You're doing it on PURPOSE. And playing DUMB."

"Yeah?" Kodger looks up "Prove it"

"No!"

"You're just trying to bait me!"

"I don't understand" Gwen admits, and clearly she doesn't. She's not as in the know on this

"Of course you don't! You don't know your ass from an anvil!"

"he's doing it WRONG on PURPOSE!"

"Well, I suppose I don't " Gwen looks back at her rear "It's not anvil shaped though"

"You say I'm doing it wrong..." Kodger says "Put your dross where your big mouth is"

"You know it's wrong, you boomslang-sucking rooster!"

"Prove it, you pre calcified fetal wart" He snaps back

"Are you SURE He's doing it wrong? He's been at this a long time" Gwen whispers to Thistle

"I'm not dignifyin' his &^%$& by play-acting along!"

"He's trying to BAIT me."

Gwen eyes Kodger "that doesn't sound very nice."

"Look, Galatea, if Gen Woobie there thinks I'm wrong, she should have enough of a charge on the old brain battery to spark onto how to prove it. Maybe she's caught sothead syndrome from hanging around trolls" A shrug from Kodger

"Sitting right here" his troll companion mutters

She fumes, a wiry little smokestack at 5'2".

"Just LET IT blow up then! I ain't gonna use it ANYHOW."

"Not like you give a shit about folks here" Kodger agree and keeps putting it together wrong

"(&^%^%^$ YOU! You (&^%**^&^&^^% ANKLE! You can go shove those pipes up your tuckus and play Bach's Tocatta in D!"

"ooo lad dee dah, she's got culture..." Kodger snorts

"I think it would sound more like a tuba..." Pip muses

"I ain't DOING this!" STOMP.

"Why can't you all just leave me ALONE!?"

She turns away from the kiln, smoldering.

Gwen says "Because , you've been alone... and you got hurt because we weren't there for you. If I had been there sooner, you.. you wouldn't have been abused so much. WOuld have been happier."

"I wasn't abused, I ain't some broken bird you gotta fix. I just realized that I wasn't any good so I stopped fooling myself like I was. There's lot of idiots out there makin' drek and thinking they got gold, and I'm not gonna be one of them, havin' everybody HUMOR me."

Gwen swallows "You say you're not broken, but you made such wonderful things, and now you wont' even try..."

Kodger snorts "oh boo hoo... I'm a nocker who is terrible at crafting so I'm never going to try to improve, I'll just be miserable, waa waah, I'm a troll who actually MISSED SOME ONE in trouble, so it's like I did it. Kerist, if we could turn self pity into heat this furker would go super nova"

She turns around and SHOVES the grump. "Shut your pie hole, you two-bit gleeman!"

He falls over "WHat? Oh, you wont' fight for your art, but me telling your over sized milknurse to get over it actually starts your fire? MmMPH"

"Shut UP."

"Shut up. I don't want to do this anymore." She whirls again and storms out.

"You okay, Kodger?" Pip moves to the elder nocker

Gwen turns "Thistle, please I..." She sighs "I didn't order this done"

Dame Gladiola draws in her troll strength and resolve and buries the confusion and pain deep, she looks back to Kodger "Mind your manners , you're not guests, you're employed. You might want to dwell on that." She strides off

The boggan lightly slaps her nocker peer upside the back of the head