noooOOO! *sniff* Ok. Well, write fast.
haha, you're lucky I got inspired so quick, I wrote meself a fine update! haha, here tis:
Longbeak flew into the window of Dora’s room, completely unexpectedly.
Dora jumped up with a start and reached for a fire-stick. Waving her weapon fiercely at the bird she growled,
“No look you, I’ll bang you so bad with this thingymuwhatsit if you don’t get offa my window ledge by the count o’ three. One, two….”
“Now steady on miss, steady on, I’ve already been threated, oh my, threatened once today, and another already has dibs on me life if I don’t do as I’m told, if ya know what I mean.”
“Fine, birdie, why are you here then?”
“Ahem, I need to see, Maspian and Cozart, er no, it was, Zaspian and Tozart, or was it Lospian and Froza- Ow!”
Dora had given the bird a hefty whack with her paw, that nearly sent him down to earth… literally.
“Keep your facts strait, bird, who d’ye want to see? I’m a busy cat, you see, and I don’t have time to brandy words with a babblin’ bird!”
“Hoho, babblin’ bird, that’s a good un, Dors!” said Ribbony as he walked in.
“Oooh you’d think so wouldn’t you, Ribbony, bibbony? Now both o’ ye ramblin’ tramblin’ babblin’ buffoons get outta here NOW!” screamed the enraged she-cat.
“DOOOOORAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!” screamed Shadow as she came running into the room, “Frodo won’t lemme play wit him and dee other tom-kittens!” she wailed.
“Shadow come back!” Mozart called up. The tiny dark-haired kitten soothed Shadow and stroked her little black head.
“There now, me and Caspian and Explorer and Jak and Clancy were goin’ to stop those boys when you came a’runnin up here when the grown-ups were clearly havin a meeting.”
“Whats your name, kit?” asked Longbeak.
“Who? Me? Why I’m Mozart the Meerkitten, Caspian’s my brother, and Toto and Dorthy are my late sibblins. Why’d you ask, sir?”
Longbeak shook his head and said softly, “Your siblings ain’t dead, young un. They very a-live, yer sis, Dorthy tried t’kill me!” replied the bird.
Mozart went into hysteria, she whooped and jumped and sang,
“Oh me sibblins are a-livin!
And I’m happy as kin be!
Dorthy an’ Toto are breathin and alive!
On this fine day!
Oh woodle doodle diddy da da dum ba doodle diddle dee didddy diddy de!
They alive an weeeeeeeeeell!!!!”
“An another one, big gray cat, smaller than yon Ribbon, but bigger than many cats, I say!”
“Why that sounds like…”
“Brightheart!!!” screamed Shadow exuberantly, and joined in Mozart’s song.
“Now we need a Jailbreak.” Muttered Dora.
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