“Taking your pigs for a walk? That’s a first.” The raven-haired figure spoke up, emerging from a shadowy corner. Stepping into light revealed a trail of smoke evaporating off of her body, as well as the trail from her lit cigarette. “Is this some form of punishment?”

𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘬 “Well that’s no good, it’s wise of you to punish them.” The Spiral’s loyal assistant circled the heaving pig, trailing her index finger down the length of their chain until abruptly stopping to turn to her master. “I expect a heart attack is coming.”

Ever obedient, Veil took one last puff of her cigarette before flicking it away, putting it out with her boot as she began to follow her master. “Of course, always.” Hands tucked into her pockets and back arched forward ever so slightly, she walked along.

You worry yourself over me too much.

Daily reminder that I own you. Now continue stuffing your face.

YEAH!! (Says the phantom, her gut distended as she shoves another donut into her mouth.) Kheep eating, pigsh.