#clothewashed

[kenniilovesthethicc]

My brain couldn't get a certain hyena fact out, and so I wrote a very silly Ruggie fic

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An opportunity for free food could never be denied by the hyena boy, thus why he was somehow hanging out with Rook Hunt of all people. It's quite the peculiar situation; Ruggie was running a quick errand at Pomefiore. Why? Epel accidentally got a stain on a fancy shirt Vil bought him for a photo shoot regarding NRC's most glamorous students, and he was gonna be in a whole heap of trouble if Vil found out! So after a decent payment, Ruggie was in the clothewashing room waiting for Epel's stuff to be dried, eyes flitting to the clock for time. He was getting hungry at this hour (he's hungry at any hour but still) and his stomach roared for attention under his baggy tshirt.

"Yeah, yeah, you'll get fed soon..." he annoyedly responded to his grumbling guts. Thankfully, it didn't take too long to retrieve the fresh, clean shirt and make his way back to Pomefiore. "Here ya go, Epel! Just like new!"

The lilac haired boy smiled sweetly, "Thanks a bunch, Ruggie! Ah was so worried Vil'd give me hell if he saw that." Ruggie snickered playfully, teasing, "Maybe next time you have juice don't wear the pricey duds, shihihi~" The two laughed together until suddenly-

GRRRROOOUUU..

"!! Was that your stomach, Ruggie?" Epel's eyes were wide, Ruggie's wider and face flushed pink. "Sorry bout that, shyeheh,,, I haven't gotten around to dinner yet," he explained, arms snuggly around his midriff as to contain the sound. "Well, I better head back to my home turf and feed this bad boy," the beastman began, giving his stomach a pat. "See ya later!" He waved goodbye as did Epel, the two parting ways as Ruggie neared the exit. However, before he could get one foot in the mirror back to campus, a spinechillingly friendly French accent sounded in his large fluffy ears.

"Bonjour, Monsieur Dandelion!" Rook Hunt, number 1 nemesis to all things with fur or scales. "YELP! Grrr, what do you want, Rook?" Ruggie turned towards his upperclassman, scowl on his face. The blond just smiled while chuckling, "No reason to bare your fangs. I simply couldn't help but overhear the most ferocious sound, and came to investigate. Behold, it was from your affamé stomach!" His emerald eyes glanced at the second year's tummy, which flustered the poor lad greatly. "Alright then, uh, your curiosity has been quelled, can I head home and actually EAT now?" As Ruggie scooted closer to the mirror, Rook put on a saddened expression; "Hmm, I suppose I can't force you to stay, but I have important research needed studied for the science club and you are the only person I know who could lend me such a niche lesson..." Ruggie tilted his head and raised a brow, "What do you need to know? I assumed anything about hyenas you weirdly know already?"

Hook, line and sinker. "Ah, but this information is about hyena beastmen such as yourself, which I've never truly gotten to experience this phenomenon with," he explained, taking out a notepad and pen. "You see, many carnivorous animals can fit quite a lot of food inside at once, and hyenas are an excellent example! I'm sure you're aware, but they can eat nearly 40 pounds of food in their stomach in one sitting! So, I have a simple hypothesis..." he leaned closer to the beastman with a mischievous glare. "How much can a hyena beastman eat before immobility?"

Ruggie had no clue how to respond, but his belly did.

Guuuu...

"Excellent, your stomach is willing to answer!" So, at the prospect of a full course meal all to himself, Ruggie now found himself in the huntsman's room, and pallets of food bestowed before him. There was steak, burgers, fish, and many other kinds of hearty meat. Not to mention the dessert tray with a milkshake, cookie platter and mochi. Obviously, there was a large pitcher of water to help ease everything down. Ruggie drooled eagerly at this feast fit for Beelzebub himself, while still suspicious of Rook's true intentions, he couldn't wait to dig in. Just as he was about to take a big honkin bite out of a burg, Rook tapped his snoot.

"Non, not yet. I must document your current weight and shape, please do stand on this scale." Ruggie huffed, "Who are you, the veterinarian?" before getting on the scale. Rook observed the measurement, frowning sincerely. Ruggie was underweight, better than he was before NRC, but still noticeably thin. Rook wrote down the numbers before lifting Ruggie's shirt to see his bare stomach, much to the boy's annoyance. After whatever notes he was making got done, he released the hyena boy and the feasting began.

Everything Ruggie ate was delicious, and it didn't take long for his belly to start visibly rounding out. Currently, he managed to eat 4/6 burgers, 3/6 steaks, all 5 mackerel and was starting on the first of 5 arctic char. "Mmmm... where did you get all this from? Arctic Char is exsponsive! Plus, it's amazing!" Rook laughed softly, simply stating, "From a well learned chef friend of mine~ Eat to your heart's content, little hyéne."

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The hours passed, until eventually...

"BOURRP! Oughh.."

Ruggie had eaten every last bite, and drank every drop. His poor tummy was hilariously swollen, now resting on his lap fully exposed and churning the fatty meals he just vacuumed up. He whimpered in pain, knowing well he didn't have to eat it all but he couldn't stop himself.  Rook was flabbergasted, yet concerned, peaking over the defeated yeen and making excited notes. "How stupendous! Not a bit gone to waste, although you look very pained. We just need to check your weight again, and then I shall soothe your aches." Ruggie was to full to be mad anymore, so with some aid he was stood back on the scale and miraculously, he had fit almost 10 pounds of food in that previously concave belly! That's a lot for a lil guy! "This is very valuable information, trés bien! Thank you for providing me such knowledge, Ruggie!" "Rook. I am. Gonna die." "We can't let that happen, can we? Lay back down, my hands shall heal you~"

If you told Ruggie Bucchi this morning he was gonna end up getting belly rubs from Rook Hunt while almost exploded, he'd call you insane. It was no lie though, Rook was very skilled at rubbing a belly, much to the beastman's relief and dismay. The soothing motions helped the digestive process along, massive burps erupting from the small beast. He had no more shame, he just needed pampered until he could move again. "Nobody better know- OURP! Bout this, Rook, especially not after the tickle incident..." "Of course they won't, my gluttonous friend. At least not this intimate moment," little did Ruggie know, Rook had no intentions of keeping his lips sealed. The next week of school was going to be mortifying.

[bayerrojas-blog]

She-Sú, aún no llegas pero ya me emociona lavar tu ropita. #FeriadoFeliz #happyfamily #clothewashed #MachoQueSeRespeta #PapáQueSeRespeta (en Municipalidad de Carabayllo)

[fauzanazim]

Chit-chat

Sometime, I wanna give many questions to you as an anonym. Cause I know you'll give me a deep and unpredictable answer.

From an awkward until meaningful question.

Can you touch your left upper back with your right hand ?

What kind of the plant do you like?

Are you part of "bubur diaduk" or "bubur tidak diaduk" ?

Which one do you prefer, dishwashing or clothewashing ?

Are you get pitty when I feel hard in memorizing quran?

Which one, nature or nurture ?

How many times you drink a cup of warm water in a day ?

We can chit-chat like a bestfriend with along time relationship, but its more special.

Then we walk around in the garden with many of plants and birds. And we tickle a children who run around us.