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Duck had searched everywhere for Miranda. He couldn't understand why girls had to hold grudges for a long time. Miranda had said that she was sorry. Just forgive and forget already! As he was about to turn a corner from a street that he was in, he heard a soft whimper. That whimper sounded really familiar. It was better to cry that to just keep it all bottled up. He had cried a lot when he was at the orphanage but only when he was alone. He hated seeing others gawking at him and asking him questions why he was crying. At this age, he rarely cried but sometimes he weeped in silence. Stupid Andrea he thought as he scrunched his eyebrows together.
The whimper stopped. "Duck?" a hoarse voice called out.
Duck turned around and before him stood Miranda with red, puffy eyes. "There you are," Duck said as he approached her, "I've looked everywhere for you." He hid his sympathetic look as she wiped a tear under her right eye. "Are you okay?" he asked her.
"No," she whispered, "I can't believe she would say something like that!"
"She's a rabbit," Duck said, "they're all like that."
"But she wasn't like that when I didn't do that stupid revenge plan in the first place!" she shook her head.
"Again," Duck said, "she's a rabbit. They're always hard to forgive." Except for Ace Duck thought. Even though he didn't get along with the leader just like his ancestor hadn't got along with Ace's, he secretly respected Ace.
"I wish Andrea had Ace's personality," Miranda added. She sniffled as another tear dripped down her eye. "I don't know what to do anymore. Should I just give up?" she asked.
Duck approached her and wrapped his arms around her. He was surprised to do this act but he felt that it was the right moment to comfort her. Then he again, he masked his real feelings for her. Don't get your hopes up he thought. I'm just being friendly.
Miranda looked up at him. Whatever she thought. You don't have to like me.
She just didn't know...
Michelle was thrown inside a birdcage as a green force field outlined the cage. Kitty was put in a small separate cage that rested on a pedestal and was closer to Michelle's cage. Kitty looked around the cage with curiosity but when she saw Sylth Vester's armored face, her green eyes dilated and the black fur on her back rose.
"There," Sylth said as he wiped his hands together and looked at the kitten and road runner. "That wath eathy."
Michelle raised an eyebrow when she heard him speak. "What?" she asked.
"I thaid 'that wath eathy,'" he repeated his sentence.
Michelle suddenly clamped her hand on her beak as she suppressed a laughter.
"What ith tho funny?" Sylth asked.
Michelle continued to giggle. "You-talk-funny!"
"What did you thay?" he asked her. Her sentence seemed like a foreign language to him.
"I-thaid-I-mean-I-said-you-talk-funny!" she repeated.
"Hey!" Sylth yelled in an offended tone of voice, "don't make fun of the way I talk."
"It's-just-an-unusual-way-to-talk," she said. "I-have-never-heard-it-before."
"And I have never heard anyone talking in that thpeed," Sylth shot back, "who are you? Rev Runner's family member?" he knew who Rev was since he had met the Loonatics two times in the past.
"Girlfriend," Michelle simply answered.
"Oh," Sylth said as he tired to think of something witty, yet offensive to say, "well regarleth, you talk just like him."
"That's-because-I'm-a-road-runner-smart-one," Michelle said as if he didn't know.
"I notithed," Sylth said as he folded his arms across his chest, "but I least I was thuccethful at catching you."
Michelle raised her hands and clapped. "Bravo," she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Thank ya," Sylth said. His shot up when he realized that she was being sarcastic. "Hey, you are being tharcathtic!"
"Bravo-yet-again!" she said as she quickly clapped.
"Thut up brid," he gruffly said as he walked away from her and Kitty's cage.
Michelle grabbed two bars from the cage and poked her head out. She turned her head to the side and looked at Kitty who swished her tail back and forth. "Brace-yourself-Kitty," Michelle warned her as Kitty turned her head and looked at Michelle with big green eyes, "cause-I'm-about-to-get-annoying." She narrowed her eyes at the door where Sylth Vester had walked out, "but-right-now-I-need-to-think-on-a-series-of-subjects-to-blab-about." She perched herself on the bird swing and pondered. Then, she decided to have a little fun and swing around. As she swung herself, a smile made its way to her beak. She let a giggle. "Wheee!" she squealed, "this-is-so-much-fun!"
Kitty swung her head to the left and right as she watched Michelle swing. Michelle's giggle turned into a sudden fit of laughter.
"Would you thtop with that annoying laugh?" Sylth yelled as he marched into the room.
"Sorry-no-can-do!" Michelle laughed, "I-love-to-talk-talk-talk-and-talk."
Sylth raised his arm in front of him and pressed a blue button. A small rope cart-wheeled through the air and wrapped itself around Michelle's beak. "Mmmph!" she said as she looked down at her beak. She tried to untied the know but it was too tight and it was also a small know that she couldn't untie with her medium-sized hands.
"That ought to keep ya quiet," Sylth said as he walked out the room.
Michelle wasn't going to give up. She tried to untie the small rope once more but with no result. "Mmmmm!" she growled as she looked at the rope. Kitty walked up in front of her cage and swiped her paw in the air. "Meow, meow!" she mewed, motioning for Michelle to get closer to her. Michelle walked up to her cage and stuck her head from between the bars. Kitty plucked out a small claw and cut the rope from Michelle's beak.
"Ooh," Michelle said as she wiggled her beak, "thanks-for-that-Kitty-hey-big-guy-I-can-still-talk-so-ha!"
"I told you to be quiet!" Sylth yelled as he walked back into the room.
Michelle shrugged. "Well-no-can-do!" she chirped, "and-you-are-not-going-to-stop-me-you-big-mean-old-pussycat!"
Sylth took a step back when she said that phrase. It reminded him of another feathered rival by the name of Tweetums and his catchphrase for him. Sylth bought his face closer to Michelle's cage and growled at her. "When Croc King is through with you, I will make thure to eat you up bird!"
"Then-you-are-part-coyote!" Michelle yelled as she pointed at him.
"I am not!" Sylth yelled, "I am an actual cat in an armored suit."
"Who-looks-like-a-robot!" Michelle added.
"Thut up!" Sylth yelled as he put his hands on his head.
"I'm-annoying-you-eh?" Michelle asked as she continued to swing, "then-I'm-about-to-get-more-annoying-than-ever!"
Sylth groaned as he pushed his ears closer on his head to block out her annoying voice. However, her voice could still get into his ears. On his last nerve, he smashed the cage with his fist. "Whoa!" Michelle yelled as she fell off the swing and landed on the bottom of the swing. Kitty jumped in the air when she heard the clatter. Michelle shook her head and looked up at Sylth with a surprised gasped when he held up a gun-like gadget in front of her face.
"Bye-bye bird," he said as he pulled the trigger.
A flourescent blue light shot out of the gun and surrounded Michelle. Kitty immediately shielded her eyes with her paws to block out the bright light. Michelle could feel her throat throbbing. A sharp pain shot up through her body as she knelt to the ground. The blue light gradually dimmed as she looked up before her and saw Sylth lowering the weapon. "Try to thpeak now," Sylth told her. Michelle opened her beak but no voice came out. She blinked and tried again but with no result. She glared at Sylth as she flung herself to the cage and gripped two bars. "Mwah-ha-ha-ha!" Sylth laughed as he looked at the see-through glass on the gadget. Inside the glass was a large red orb that elegantly floated into the small space. That red orb was Michelle's voice. "Have fun thaying thilent," he said as he walked out the room.
Michelle gritted her teeth. She jumped in place, creating a loud clattering sound beneath her feet. With one last jump, she knelt to the floor of the cage and gave up.
