This choice: Starfire settles on Gwen as her meal • Go Back...Chapter #7Starfire and the rude, rude girl by: chaos  “Yes, Miss Bunny human, I am ready to order. I’d like the human female named Gwen,” Starfire said elatedly. She wanted so much to taste human flesh and feel it wiggle inside her that the young alien was practically drooling. She’d never had this desire for sustenance before, so she had very little control over her zeal.
“Would you like her shrunken down or taken to a private booth, where you can do anything you want to your meal away from peeping toms,” Bunny giggled. Starfire stared vacantly at the ditzy server. Whatever could she do to her meal that she couldn’t do in the open? She didn’t dwell on it long, she knew what she wanted and it wasn’t privacy.
“I’d like her unshrunken, please. Also, I’m only going to be eating her so unless I’ll need privacy for that, I’ll stay at this table.” Bunny nodded and wrote something down on her notepad. Starfire supposed that it was probably her order, but was actually just a doodle of a pony Bunny was making to occupy her vacant mind.
“I’ll go get her in a moment.” Then the bunny girl was off. Using the speed that most would associate with someone whose characteristics matched a rabbit, Bunny headed into the back. Starfire waited at her table, licking her lips and imagining how delightful her meal was going to be. She hoped her meal was friendly; it would be so nice if they had a friendly chat before she was digested.
Before long, Bunny came out of the kitchen, carrying a four-by-four round covered plate that wobbled back and forth, as she walked. She carried the huge tray with one hand, unaffected by the huge weight of what she was carrying. She sauntered over to Starfire’s table and placed the plate down. It took up most of the table, glistening like an offering to an almightily God. Starfire rubbed her hands and watched with wide eyes as Bunny lifted up the cover and revealed the young girl underneath. She had short red hair and emerald eyes that reminded Starfire of her own. Her blue shirt featured a tiny cat head on it and she wore tight blue jeans. Starfire poked her meal gingerly and Gwen intent looked at Starfire with irritation.
“You better let me go or else,” Gwen growled. She had no idea where she was or how she’d got here. All she remembered was going to sleep and waking up on a plate with this alien looking at her. She didn’t know how, but Gwen knew this had to be Ben’s fault.
“Hello, I’m Starfire. You are Gwen. I’m going to eat you,” Starfire said with a big friendly smile. Gwen stared impassively at Starfire, unable to fully comprehend what the strange orange girl had said to her.
“Excuse me, did you say you were going to eat me?” Gwen barked, not liking this one bit.
“Yep,” Starfire chirped.
Gwen took a deep breath, not to calm herself down, but rather to get enough air into her longs for what she was about to say. “Listen here, you ditzy, purple headed bimbo. I don’t care if I’m some cuisine on your back water planet, I’m Gwen Tennyson and no one, especially a dumb bitch like you, eats me.”
“You’re mean,” Starfire sulked, not liking one bit what her meal was saying. She didn’t understand most of what she’d been called, but she knew they weren’t good. “I wanted to talk before eating, but I see you’re too rude to talk to. So I’m just going to eat you and nothing more.” Starfire reached for Gwen, trying to decide how she was going to eat the rude, rude, human.
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