Gregorney the pigeon

Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a pigeon. His name was, Gregorney. Gregorney was a happy pigeon. He had his pet rock. His pet rock was a rock that liked to look at people. So, on sunny Saturday mornings, and only on Saturday, will Gregorney bring his pet rock up to go people watching. People watching was an interesting sport. A sport that most people would call stalking. But, NO! It is called people watching in its finest art.

One day as Gegorney and his rock was people watching, Gregorney's rock fell off the edge of the tallest building in the current place they were at. Gregorney cried after his rock not wanting to let him go. "Don't leave me you piece of trash!" he called. Jumping down after his rock he paused in mid-flight as he saw his rock was now the friend of another person... "What have you done?" Gregorney said to himself, "You were my friend... and a heavy one at that."

What was he thinking at this time? I have no idea because the writer of this story is indeed not Gregorney. But, even though Gregorney was upset with his heavy and non-talkative friend, he had to find him no matter the crust. Gregorney spent the day at his favorite little hiding place he shared with no one. "Let's see... My rock was stolen by a lady with a weird looking hat. I think it was green. And her dress, oh that dress, was as yellow as the mindset of a cat in a very colorful mood. In a matter of fact, her whole outfit was." Gregorney spent the entire day thinking about what he could do to make the lady pay for what she had done. It was now or never.

Gregorney stepped into the setting sun and then took one more step forward. He fell. To the ground. Onto some sketchy smelling yellow pudding. "What is this?" Gregorney heard from behind, "Have the gods blessed me with a fruitful snack that I hath been wishing for months now? What a magical gift indeed." Gregorney didn't know what to do. All he could do was move his feet. Since he fell his head was stuck inside the pudding that happened to be yellow. Wait, could this be the same lady that stole his pet rock? His rock that Gregorney lied to saying that he got his rock one chip but he really got him five but ate all of them? That was it. Gregorney had to get out of this sketchy smelling yellow pudding. Challenge accepted cat seeing lady.

Gregorney kicked and moved his body to become free. But to his persistence, he failed. Gregorney was a failure. Then out of nowhere a claw grabbed his feet and yanked him out of the sketchy smelling yellow pudding. "Look at what we have here!" It was the cat seeing lady that stole his rock friend that Gregorney lied to saying that he got his rock one chip but he really got him five but ate all of them! Gregorney new this was the time for a perfect attack point. Even if his legs were being tied up and that he was currently being seasoned on a cutting board, it was perfect. Then to his surprise, a grain of pepper traveled up his nose to make poor Gregorney sneeze all over his, now, fashionably stylished feathers. Gregorney started to cry making odd and yet calming sounds out of his nose holes that were connected to his face.

"You monster!" the cat seeing lady sang. "You have such a wonderful voice but you were supposed to be my dinner that was sent from the gods after years or decades... I can't remember, for me to eat! But now that I know you have a lovely voice I have no other option but to kiss you and turn you into a cotton candy that cannot speak!" Gregorney couldn't understand the cat seeing lady's words. She sounded like a whale on the side of the beach singing a love song to a turtle that spoke Uzbek. So, Gregorney decided to sit up to look at the cat seeing lady and then say, "Herffna grrr booble fro yo ta." the cat seeing lady was so shocked that this pigeon could speak the native language of the Hippogolagonus people.