"Now what do we do? I'm so bored." Twilight was stretched out on his back, a very odd position, in the cafeteria room. Many owls who had finished classes already and their teachers were in here trying to kill time. Soren and his band plus Otulissa and Eglantine were just idley talking.
"Bored young'uns? Why don't you come over here and we'll tell you a story." Boron, Barran, Ezylryb and Octavia the nest maid were a couple of feet a way. Soren looked at his friends and got up.
"What story?" Gylfie asked
"Oh, can it be one about Stry-"
"Give it a blow Otulissa." Twilight said. Everyone else, including Ezylryb, sighed in relief. No one wanted to hear about Stryx Struma. Boron and Barran just exchanged a glance.
"I have an idea. Why not the Tale of Cornos?" Madame Plonk, the singing snowy owl, lighted down near them. The other older owls all nodded and murmered their agreement.
"How about you don't?" Bubo, who had been walking by, mumbled.
"Why don't you want that story told?" Digger looked at the big owl, along with everyone else, and waited for an answer.
"Because, that story be a load of frinkin' racdrops." Bubo hunched over a bit and turned his head away.
"Why does he always use such coarse language? He is almost as bad as a seagull." Otulissa whispered in Soren's ear. Soren wanted to tell her to give it a blow, but someone else beat him to it.
"Oh, give it a blow Otulissa. Just cause I don't have as refined a background as you doesn't mean you're any better than me. The way you act makes you worse than me." Bubo stated glaring at the young owl, who just stared in shock.
"Why I never!"
"Well, it's about time someone said it." With that Bubo was gone, walking away. The four older owls merely stared after him. Ezylryb was churring quietly, Madame Plonk was trying not to, and Boron had a slight smile on his face. Barran was frowning.
"He doesn't always have to go swearing like that. Especially in front of these young owls." Barran huffed.
"Well, shall we tell you the story now?" Boron asked. The younger owls just stared at him.
"After that performance?" Twilight stared in surprise.
"Well why not? Just because he doesn't like it that means we can't hear the story?" Ezylryb gave Twilight a hard stare.
"I say we hear it. How can he stop us?" Otulissa obviously wanted to hear it just so Bubo would be upset. It's her fault he insulted her. And it is what we all think. Soren thought to himself.
"Of course there is one that can tell the story better than any. Matilda!" Madame Plonk called to the nest maid snake who had been talking to Bubo. Bubo looked up when Matilda's name was called. He knew what this meant; they were telling the story.
"Must they really tell that story? It's a load of racdrops." Bubo huffed. Matilda, who is his nest maid, lightly smacked him on the wing. This action also got a churr out of Otulissa and even Barran. Everyone else smirked or churred along with them.
"Now, I think it's a lovely story. If you don't want to hear it than go and do something else." Matilda spoke to him as she slithered towards the group. Mrs. P had joined them as well. Bubo huffed and flew off.
"How come you know the story better than anyone?" Gylfie turned to the snake as she joined the group.
"Because I lived it. Now, how about we start? Hm?" Everyone nodded and she began. "Well it started in Cornos's nest..."