Quinn awoke to blood and dust scattered around her, her head hurt like a bitch! Regaining her vision, she glanced around her, taking in the sounds, sights and smells. she thought aloud, cocking her head the way a confused bird would right before it lost it's virginity. That faggoty bird could get lost in the strangest of places and Quinn often wondered if she should just end him for the hell of it, but no. She couldn't. She needed him to teach her how to fly, and he was the only one who hadn't given up on her as of yet. She had tried to fly on her own many times, but with each attempt she came crashing into the ground and into a hospital bed. Sometimes she
believed that she was just a completly batshit insane, but the voices inside her ass always told her otherwise, and if she couldn't trust her ass then who could she trust? After what seemed like years of searching, she finally found the birdbrained fucker. He was lying half dead in the cave at the opposite corner of the dusty room she had awoken in. she screamed at him, making a retarted hand gesture resembling a chicken flapping its wings. The bird sqwuaked weakly and began limping away from her. He cawed in disgust. she screamed at it as she threw her beak-shaped dildo at his head, knocking him unconscious in the process. she said. A dead bird couldn't teach her to fly after all. She shoved the avian into her bag and began pacing towards the window beside the door. Why use the door when there is a dangerous window to go through? Of course! She jumped out of the window, sailing 71 feet into the moat below. she said as she pulled the bird who was now half drowned out of her soggy ass. she screeched, a widespread smile upon her face. The bird merely twitched and farted. As they began walking towards the sunset, the bird squawked at her, letting her know that she was going the wrong way because she was just a dumb ass bitch. She simply winked at his right ass cheek, fapping merrily down the road and singing Space Jam as loudly as humanly possible alongside her overly abused parrot. She had been walking for 4 hours before someone caught sight of her. The last thing she heard before the darkness was a loud screech from her companion, Valor, and the sound of a cactus being violently dragged across the dirt road..