Help! I'm trapped underneath a barge of plot bunnies!
Gods! this came to me in a dream and I still can't believe it!
I own nothing.
Marshall-lee sighed kicking back in the air at his leisure, absentmindedly strumming some notes on his ax guitar while letting the wind take him wherever it's breeze decided as he gazed down at the lands of Aaa that was currently miles below him, he was far above the clouds as well but even so he could still hear all of the birds that were chirping, quite loudly, down in the trees.
"Too annoying..." he muttered, opening on eye to look at the blue speaks of what he thought were blue-jays below that were now currently flying higher then he had ever seen then go before. "Wish there was something to do," he said to himself hoping there was, for a bored villain was never a good thing for anybody, practically to people or the animals, because currently he was thinking of frying the birds if they didn't shut up. or burning a village... you know, Villain stuff befitting the Vampire King...
But just as he was making up his mind Gumballs flying 'pet' zoomed so close to him that it practically tore the first layer of his skin off with its claws leaving a fine tear in his shirt and a fair amount of blood to seep through the wound.
"Oh hell no!" he shouted and, never one to leave well enough alone, zoomed right after it determined to give what was left of the Pink Pansy 'Princes' pet back to him in a match box.
Unknown to him, though he probably wouldn't have cared at the moment, someone was watching him looking pleased with what it saw.
"All according to plan..."
Short I know...