| Now this was odd.
The cuccos left the man who'd found them alone and flew towards their pen on their own... it usually takes a green-garbed hero shrimp carrying them around whilst being scratched to death in order to get them to come in.
But towards me they flew, and landed in their pen like... well, normal and well-behaved birds.
Something was clearly not right... usually these guys would keep attacking a poor soul forever until they left the village; but today they left on their own.
The cuccos were odd... their eyes seemed glazed over, their movements swayed and almost drunken. They seemed to belong to another being, as if being controlled...
Then I noticed a strange, sparkling device in one of the birds' beaks.
"Let me have that-" I reached for the device, tenderly retrieving it.
I grabbed it...
It was...
So...
beautiful...
So beautiful...
So...
so...
I WILL SERVE THE STONE I HOLD IN MY HAND.
No one shall have it!!
No!!!
In anger, I retrieved a knife I'd always kept in my skirt pocket in case of emergencies. This was one!! I could see it. The villagers looked normal.. BUT THEY WERE WATCHING.
THEY WANTED THE STONE!!
BUT IT'S MINNEE!!!!!!!!!
I wildly swung at all of the carpenters, sending them running. I grabbed a cucco and flew about the town, attacking the villagers who wanted to get the stone away from me.
BUT IT WAS MINE. I'LL MAKE THEM ALL PAY! |