Mothra's Tummy Trouble

By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: This... I have no words. Enjoy.


Mothra's stomach growled loudly, which caused the large female moth to gasp, shocked to hear her own stomach growling. Normally, she was content with little amount of food due to having a large appetite when she was a young larva, but for some odd reason, she felt hungry.

"Godzilla, my tummy's rumbling again," Mothra stated in a high pitched voice.

A rather annoyed Godzilla, who was in his 2000's look, sighed as he lifted his head from the smooth green grass he was resting on. "Mothra, don't you have other monsters to bug? I'm trying to rest."

Mothra murmured as she flew to the northern side of Monster Island, spotting Rodan and Anguirus, who were playing cards. "Guys, I'm pretty hungry. Do you know where there's plenty of food for me?"

Rodan looked at Mothra oddly. "Don't you manage to live off well without food in your adult state?"

Mothra frowned as she looked down. "Yeah, but..."

Mothra's stomach growled again, causing Rodan and Anguirus to look at each other oddly, then back at Mothra.

"Maybe you should get yourself checked. I hear King Kong's on the island," Anguirus stated as he rubbed the back of his head.

Mothra let out a little sigh as she shook her head. "Well, thanks, guys. I feel somewhat better." She then headed a bit southward, but towards the east, leaving behind Rodan and Anguirus.

Anguirus kept rubbing the back of his head. "Why is Mothra hungry all of a sudden?"

Rodan shrugged as he shifted his cards. "Oh, it must be a virus or something. Normally, she's content."

Mothra spotted King Kong, who was playing tennis with Ebirah, using large boulders. Mothra called out to King Kong, interrupting the match.

"Kong, I need your help," Mothra stated as she flapped her large butterfly wings, "My tummy is rumbling, and I'm feeling really hungry."

Ebirah groaned as he splashed the water angrily. "Augh! We were having a good match, and you just had to ruin it, Beautifly!"

King Kong ignored Ebirah's angry shouts, approaching Mothra as he tilted his head to the left, rubbing his chin. "Mothra, aren't you an adult? You don't really have a craving for food when you reach your imago stage."

Mothra nodded. "Yes, but that's the thing. I don't know what's wrong with me. Can you help?"

King Kong thought deeply. "Well..." He shrugged. "Okay." He turned to Ebirah, waving at him. "I'll come back later. Just keep practicing."

Ebirah scoffed as he grumbled angrily to himself as King Kong left with Mothra deep into the tropical jungle. "Bah, kids these days... they don't know when to mind their own business..."