Wisper Dabble - Desk Decor
#7 of Wisper's Moments
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"Lemme go!" Yelled the tied-up rabbit, growling as an Anthro T-rex carried him into his boss' room. "If you don't put me down right now, I'll knock you into the next century."
"Wouldn't that be amusing," Wisper said from behind his desk, not looking up from his documents. "What has this one done?" He questioned his security guard.
"He was caught stealing food from the lounge area," replied the T-rex. "How shall I dispose of him, sir?" He questioned.
Wisper reached over to grab a quill then dipped it into the ink well. He paused for a moment then placed the quill back in the quiver and looked up. "I think I know a suitable punishment. Make him into a new ink well. Having one at an angle would help."
The rabbit's eyes widened. "W-what?! No! You can't do that to me ack!" The T-rex dropped the rabbit to the ground, smirked, and lifted his huge sole up in the air. "You'd better n-grmgrmpg!"
Wisper watched in amusement as the T-Rex casually lowered his sole atop the rabbit, followed by the other. The rabbit squired in his bound while his face caved into the feet like memory foam. The T-Rex marched from one foot to the other, back and forth, allowing the rabbit to breathe and scream one step at a time. The T-rex enjoyed the soft fur under his warm soles, momentarily closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of superiority over a weakling.
Wisper cleared his throat to get his guard's focus. The T-Rex grabbed the rest of the rabbit's body using a foot and wrapped it around the rabbit's body. He stepped off and use a foot to roll the rabbit into a ball along the ground, enjoying his squirming.
Wisper took his inkwell and emptied it out into a trash bin, using a cloth to clean out the inside.
"Gggrmroph! Oomph! Grrmgph! Grrrrmrph!" Cried the muffled rabbit under the T-Rex sole.
The T-Rex grabbed the empty inkwell, picked up the round face rabbit, and stuffed him roughly inside. Compared to the rabbit's large body, he squeezed roughly into the tight space. His face bulged against the side of the glass while the rest of him was stuck, unable to move. Only the rabbit's feet were free to wiggle and squirm as his ankles poked out the nuzzle of the bottle.
The T-Rex placed it on the table. "Grret mrre ourra hrrreee!" Screamed the muffled prisoner, bouncing up and down on the table a little while trying to sway his feet from side to side to tip over. He succeeded and managed to stand up straight, large feet with a little body. When he jumped for it, Wisper plucked him from the air and tsked, waving a finger.
"We can't have any of that, now can we?" Wisper pointed at the bottle and zapped it, making the glass to heavy. Once he was sat down, the rabbit tried to wiggle around but the bottle wouldn't budge. Wisper grinned at him. "Oh, and if you spill any ink, you'll be serving the next few months as my guard's underpants. And he works 8 hour shifts a day," he threatened.
The rabbit whimpered and gulped as his feet flexed then relaxed. Wisper dismissed the guard, opened his drawer to get another ink well, and placed the cold bottle in the toe arcs of the rabbit. The rabbit wiggled his toes but kept his movements to a minimum while the boss cat returned to his work in peace. Wisper dipped his quill into the new, angled, ink well and enjoyed the silence.