Room 401, Tuesday Morning
Just after Agnes finished getting dressed and pinning her tall pointy hat in place, she was attacked by not one but TWO parrots, a large showy black palm cockatoo, and a small green budgie, which flew around her head and pecked at the hat for a bit before settling one on each shoulder.
Naturally, she screeched "GET OFF!" and flailed at them.
"Get off! Get off!" the budgie replied, dancing a little on her shoulder. "Get off!"
"I'm warning you!" Agnes tried again. "I'm a witch, and you're making me very angry!"
"You're making me very angry," the budgie repeated. "Very angry."
Agnes sighed and sat down on her bed. Wonderful. Now you'll have bird doings all down your sodding back.
The cockatoo squawked. "Now you'll have bird doings all down your sodding back!" it cackled.
[Establishy, but so very open.]
Naturally, she screeched "GET OFF!" and flailed at them.
"Get off! Get off!" the budgie replied, dancing a little on her shoulder. "Get off!"
"I'm warning you!" Agnes tried again. "I'm a witch, and you're making me very angry!"
"You're making me very angry," the budgie repeated. "Very angry."
Agnes sighed and sat down on her bed. Wonderful. Now you'll have bird doings all down your sodding back.
The cockatoo squawked. "Now you'll have bird doings all down your sodding back!" it cackled.
[Establishy, but so very open.]