Rhubarb

Rhubarb

Alex Diodato rarely takes off his glasses, and even rarer still is his smile.
His pet ferret Rhubarb can make him do both.

Rhu is his baby.
Rhubarb steals his glasses if he tries to wear them with Rhu around his neck.

Now to disenchant you.

These two are not innocent. 

Rhubarb is a VERY well trained torturer, and Alex a master of digging up your darkest secrets.

A scene with Rhu and Alex in the basement, getting information out of a prisoner Warning for Gore

The man sat still, staring at the floor. Dead eyed and quiet.
He heard the door to his cell open and close, but he refused to look up.
Until he heard a strange chuffing noise.

A lanky brunette man with square framed glasses stood over him, and two beady eyes glared at him from the man's shoulder.
"I hear from my acquaintances that you're a stubborn one." His voice was smooth, cold, and emotionless.
"You should be honored. It's not often they come to ME for help cracking you bastards." He crouched to look the captive man in the eyes.
A thin, furry shape barely visible was impatiently running from shoulder to shoulder.

"I've told you fuckers a THOUSAND TIMES! I don't KNOW where my brother is!" The captive cried out angrily.

"And I believe you. But you still haven't told us where his family is." The Brunette's glasses reflected what little light was present in the dim room.

"They don't need to be involved. I won't tell you." A growl escaped his throat.

"Oh but I think you will..... Rhubarb?" The lanky creep turned to the noodley creature now on his right shoulder.
Mrph It replied to it's name.
He held his arm straight out, his fingers mere inches from the captive's collar.

"Chew" A wicked grin crossed his face as the redish ferret ran down his arm and down the captive's shirt.


"You got the location out of him I hope? He's probably got an infection from that." Thomas leaned against the wall outside the cell door, jabbing his thumb toward the one way window, and the man with a hole in his stomach.
"Of 'course." Alex pressed a notepad into Tommy's hand.
"Now if you don't mind.... Rhubarb needs a bath."