The Legendary Chronicles of the Misadventures of Koshka and Violei!

Chapter two

Chapter two, and thirteen years later:

           "Violei! VIOLEI! GET UP, YOU LAZY STACK A HAY!"

          "What...? I don' wanna... go 'way... *Snore...* AAAGH! What the heck?!?!?! Why'd you do that! That was cold!"

           "Well... we have a message!"

          "WHAT?! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO??? But... you didn't have to pour freezing water on me... Now I can't fly until my wings are dry..." Violei groaned.

          "Oh, boo-hoo, poor you. C'mon!" Koshka dashed out of the room.

            Violei followed, grumbling, and walking very slowly. "No fair, you have longer legs than me... I'm only 6 inches tall... and can't fly, thanks to you!" Koshka didn't reply, and was already in the main trunk, writing out a message for the carrier pigeon, which was perched on one of the twigs protrouding from the wall. 

          "Do you think 'We will accept this quest as quick as a blink' sounds too... ryhmie?" She asked.

          "Not unless you say 'Do you think' before it... but... Just say... 'We will gladly accept your quest, thank you for your time. Send us another message pigeon to...' Where does it take us?" Violei asked.

          "The inn in Inland town," recited Koshka.

          "Wow." said Violei. "That's... repetitive..."

          "I know, right?" answered Koshka. "Well... WE ACCEPT! I wrote out what you said. FLY LITTLE BIRD!" She said as she attatched the message to the pigeon's foot. Then she threw the pigeon out the window.