Why is a Raven Like a Writing Desk?
Disclaimer: I do not own the riddle, nor do I own the KND
The assembly. Her last assembly while being the supreme leader of the KND. For she had gone as looney as the mad hatter himself.
She stood before her audience at her own decommissioning. "And so, my fellow operatives," she said calmly, "I have one last question for you; Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
Puzzlement overtook everyone.
A laugh sounded, followed by a puff of smoke.
Rachel T McKenzie had disappeared.
Fanny Fulbright, who was already scared from many decommissions… the decommissions of sector V and of numbuh 60, came up with an answer as ridiculous as the riddle. Knowing that she had to go after her best friend.
"suit up, guys." was the only thing that she said.
The decom squad suited up and they left.
They finally caught up to her as she ran around Argentena.
"Oy, Rachel! Ah haeve an answer for yeh. To the riddle!" Fanny yelled.
"and what's that?" she questioned, her blond head leaning sideways, her brown eyes light with madness and curiosity.
Fanny stepped closer. And her team grabbed Rachel from behind.
" They have a B in both and an N in neither." she said.
AOP: well, that was a drabble that I thought of out of the blue. Hope you like…