Glitch Of A Witch Part Twelve. Into The Bowels Of Something We Delve!

We are back, technically I guess not back, as we aren't at our shack. Instead we are here in some deranged Candyland getting flack. For what stood before us now was so nasty all you can do is say, wow. Or throw up a hairball. It is your call.

"Drazin is going to take this...this... What the hell is it?"

"You mean the godly mook doesn't know?"

"It is a demon. And I shall send it back to the bowels of hell."

"I think that is where we are already."

Cassie kept making fun of Drazin and Pat while we looked for somewhere to scat. But there was nowhere to go and this nasty thing was putting on a show.

"Ugg, Drazin is going to be sick."

"Watch were thou spews, demon."

Yes, it was a god awful sight. It was at least double Drazin's height. It squirmed closer and closer to us. The thing was even dropping acid puddles of puss. It had a number of arms, which raised some alarms. But the thing only had two feet and it sure thought those tap dancing shoes were neat.

"Manzantia here,
Have no fear.
Just come near.
I'll squirm in your ear.
Circle you like a sphere,
And grab some air from your rear.
Don't shed a tear,
Listen to my cheer."

"Did that demon just say she was going to violate me?"

"Drazin is done with this thing."

Pat came back to his normal state. I think Manzantia's cheer brought back his OCD trait. Drazin went to punch some part of her, when he get thrown back by some sound blur. Manzantia started tap dancing away, sending shockwaves our way.

"You can't beat me.
Can't you see.
I'm the mother of all worms.
Heed to my terms.
Or I'll grid you up for food.
I bet that will be far more rude."

The Worm Queen could rhyme and even keep pretty good time, I will give her that. But no way was she going to live in the cat. We had to get those shoes and then all she could do was sing the blues. Cassie and I slunk along the wall, barely able to see much in his darkened hall. Sadly, we could see her gross self. I bet she could even devour an elf. Drazin and Pat finally caught on and they each tried to use some brawn.

"Drazin has something for you."

"Do I have to touch it? I wish I brought gloves."

But of course those two were no help, all they did was yelp, when she blasted them away. Though their distraction was okay. We each grabbed a shoe and with one yank away we flew. The Worm Queen screamed out as she fell on her back? Butt? Head? Trying to find parts on a worm does bring dread.

"Get back here pussy cats.
Or I'll turn you into hats."

"Is that worm talking dirty and getting rather flirty?"

"Drazin does recall something about a rear. Maybe she needs to be more clear."

Even those two fools were rhyming now. It seemed to make sense somehow. Cassie and I went to work in a few seconds later we trotted off with a smirk. Her shoes had been torn to bits. She then tried to crawl near us and snatche us up with her many mitts.

"Keep your germs and weird sexual fantasies away from me."

Pat ran about, avoiding every shot she tried to take like he was a slippery trout. I guess when it comes to germs he can easily get away from giant worms. We followed suit which just left that Drazin brute.

"Drazin does not run from something that belongs on a fishing pole."

Drazin stood still as Manzantia came near. Even the godly mook does not deserve a worm squirming in him from ear to rear. But he waved us away looking like he had a plan in play. And as she was really near, he let his eyes glow red, showing no fear.

"And on a hook, is where you will go because The Great God Duke Drazin declares it."

"You will die.
I'll make you cry.
What is this I spy.
Noooo, I'm not that high."

Drazin actually grabbed onto the nasty worm queen and she became nothing but an art scene. I call it Worm Queen Stuck In A Spike On The Ceiling That Drips Worms Guts Everywhere. Don't you think that will make people stop and stare? Too wordy I suppose. Worm Guts could be the name to strike a pose.

"I will never fight the vet again over a worm pill."

"I need to find some bleach."

"Drazin has had enough. Giant man boob kings, weird thinkingcap asses, three headed dogs that crap out whiny blue cyclops, a half zombie freak of a woman and now a giant worm thing. Drazin never had so much trouble until Drazin met you fleabags."

The godly mook kept letting his eyes glow and a path finally did show. We stuck close behind him, hoping our next encounter would not be so grim. Oh and just so you don't think he was the bravest at Manzantia's wormy rink. He left a hairball back there to. But away we went hoping home would soon come due.

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Did you ever think a giant worm would attack? Blah is all I can say to that at my shack. Good thing Drazin was willing to touch it. It gave the rest of us a fit. Who knew Manzantia was such an evil creation. Of course it could be a bit of an exaggeration. After all with a little wormwood her and her worm offspring would pass right out my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.