Roommates
Chapter 3: Sarah and Meracle
It had become a regularity to hear screaming in the Calnus, ever since the roakian pair was assigned to the same room; and of course that night was no exception.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Sarah's screech reverberated through the ship, breaking both her own glasses and Myuria's wine glass.
The glass-shattering scream fulfilled its purpose, namely: saving the poor featherfolk girl from being eaten.
Meracle jumped out of their room in true catgirl fashion, covering her ears to try to muffle the sound.
As soon as the screaming stopped, she bounced back into room ready to continue her hunt for the "chicken".
Their room had been painted white with feathers from Sarah's wings that had come loose during their game of cat and mouse, or rather, cat and bird.
Anyway, Sarah ran out of the room and down the stairs as Meracle dived into a pile of feathers and then had to get them out of her eyes and spit out those in her mouth.
The flightless featherfolk had hoped to find someone to help her in the recreation room but she had no such luck. As she scanned the room for a place to hide, the task hindered by her bad eyesight and current lack of glasses, she had an idea.
Back with Meracle, the lesser fellpool had managed to get downstairs, only to find her prey running on a treadmill, a machine that she feared due to having fallen off the dangerous contraption a few times too many. She had made her fear obvious to her roommate who used the horrible deathtrap frequently.
Instead however, of slinking away defeated, the huntress went and sat right in front of the machine, determined to catch her chicken.
Sarah's fate now rested on her endurance, or at least Meracle's attention span.
A/N: Sorry this took so long; I just had my exams and am currently awaiting the results, so wish me luck! Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review.