[Red Lion]

Alissa nodded eagerly, "Yes! We need to tend to those right away!" she practically dragged Randy up the stairs, "Wait!" said Madam Summerville, "Mr Baker needs to remain here, Winston needs a manservant for his stay!"

[uncledaddy]

Those words filled him with ice water. He'd known it was coming, but dreaded it just the same. He was going to have to take care of the Winston. No amount of respect he'd gained for humans as a whole could encourage him to take that creature seriously. Had the likes of Winston been somehow born into his own kind, he would surely have been put down for the betterment of the race--or at least sterilized. And how undignified for a respected military officer and researcher to answer to the whims of a disrespectful little worm like that! Even the experience and social understanding to be gained were hardly worthwhile compensation. At the very least, though, Randy supposed he could make himself useful in keeping Winston from bothering Alissa and the others as much as possible. He straightened himself, slowly turning his attention to Lord Stickbottom as he implored all of his training and natural calm to keep him silent.

[Red Lion]

Alissa threw him a sympathetic look before she disappeared and Winston turned to Randy, "Hrm yes, you can come up the staihs and give me my Bahth!" he simpered.

[uncledaddy]

Give him his bath? Give him his bath?! "Right this way, then." Randy gritted his teeth and turned to lead Winston up the stairs.

[Red Lion]

Winston followed him up to the room where a large tub was filled with steaming water, spreading his arms he looked at Randy expectantly, "Now undress meh!"

[uncledaddy]

Randy exhaled through his nose, intent on keeping cool and finishing the task. He can't undress himself?! He managed to do as he was told without cracking a look of disgust...

[Red Lion]

Once naked Winston sank into the tub, "Now geoh and get my face mask!" he ordered.

[uncledaddy]

Randy hurried back down the stairs, mentally cursing all along the way.

[Red Lion]

Ellen had already prepared a bowl of mashed beef, egg and honey. "Here ye go, thar's just enough ta spread on 'is mug, I ain't wastin' more of mah food than Ah must,"

[uncledaddy]

Randy nodded and sighed. Out of sheer curiosity (and perhaps a small part defiance), he dipped the end of a finger into the mixture and tasted it. "Terrible shame," he remarked before turning to carry the bowl back upstairs. As though any amount of wasted food could improve Winston's sickly-looking face...

[Red Lion]

Winston was waiting for him in the tub, "Now hurry! My poor face is getting all dry!"

[uncledaddy]

Randy spread the mixture on Winston's face, only slightly glad to have it covered by something more appealing than the rest of him.

[Red Lion]

"Eeeeoooh" Winston sighed, "Scrub my teeooohs!" he said presenting Randy with one of his skinny feet.

[uncledaddy]

This time, Randy outright frowned. He very nearly protested, when he remembered his mission and with a visible shudder picked up the sponge.

[Red Lion]

Winston gave his long, skinny toes a wiggle and splashed a bit of water on Randy's shirt, "Geoh on then!"

[uncledaddy]

Randy bit down on the inside of his cheek to keep from growling as he obeyed. The sooner it was done, the sooner this Winston would hopefully go to sleep and leave him alone...