SekritLife3: Chapter 9 — Short Fables Of Da Furrs and Feathers.
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That time of the week when Thursday Fursdai is suddenly there.
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We are all looking for a small something to make it a fun Fursday.
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RULES OF ENGAGEMENT —
- You know how this works, but as always, a gentle reminder:
- Pooties are cats; Woozles are dogs. Goggies are dogs, too, and moggies are cats. Birds...are birds! Peeps are people. PWB Peeps are Pooties, Woozle, Birds People.
We all need a mystery tour at least once a week if not moar.
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Some patiently wait for their mystery tour fun story to begin.
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Once upon a time, there was a Kobold that lived in the woods at the back of da house…
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It’s bestest frend was a Dracule, born into a kitteh family and raised with lots of lubs.
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They played in da forest at da back of da house with other forest creatures.
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They both wanted adventures and wanted to see da bigger world.
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They told each other fierce stories of adventures and swashbuckling heroes...
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[*Sigh* *eye roll* Okay then. Reely, who’s telling da story?! ]
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Fine, and then there be dragons! They were old and glorious. The musicians arrived in the middle of da story to sing us their specially composed Da Lay of Dragons,
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The most famous poet singer arrived with his instrument and began to sing about da drago…. a sea creature of great beauty and prowess… ?!! Whut?
Otter, Otter, 🎵🎵
We clever Otter, Otter, ♫ ♩
We torture simply with a single glance ♭ ♫ 🎵
Two-legs even think they stood a chance
Youse unusual, but why would we settle.
We knows youse drawn to us. 🎵🎵
But what makes you think you is special, special? ♫♫🎵
[*wait...um... What are you all doing to mah story?!!]
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[um… so sorry. Getting back to da story...]
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As the music and singing proceeded, some wondered if it was okay to dance.
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Okay then. There will be dancing...
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[And then there was a loud sound of shock from the other side of the room. As yet another story crash landed on the two previous… ]
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Oooooh! You must be Maria? I’m hanging out in your corner. I’m such a fan! Welcome!
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Welp. Seems others have had it with all this caterwauling, gnashing and crashing. As is da author.
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Okay then. I, da author of this unplanned debacle, am throwing in da towel!
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