Short lighthearted story about Tirek and his son, Ghoru, that unfolds when he discovers their food is actually extracted from other creatures. And it will be his father's job to convince him it's not so bad... Or just to listen to his stomach.

Submitted as an entry for Villain's contest at Quills and Sofas with prompt "Coming Clean". This is one of my very first stories written in English, so I'd like to thank all the members of the group for their suggestions and comments.

The cover is a mix of vectors from Masemj, Aleximusprime and BonesWolbach.