Hopping down the stairs, hopping down the stairs. La dee dum, la la da. Going to the castle. Yeppers. Going to the castle. Jee, this is...long, with short cucco legs.... Wait, whats the rumbling, it's so, so familar, so odly familar. So...HORSES!!!!! It's that fairy boy again! What's up with that? He's on a horse! Now wait just a minute, that horse looks so familar...Epona?!?!?!?! I thought I was through with you! Why I oughta...I oughta...do something! Oh no! What if they've come to capture me! My whole journey to liberate the cucco race will be foiled! Oh no! He's not stopping...Hello, can't you see I'm right in front of you? Hello? Ahhhhh! Must run, run, run! That galloping is thundering in my little cucco ears, so that I cannot here my own heart beat...what am I talking about? Since when do I talk like that? Ow! My tail! That's it! I flutter up into the air turning to see this fairy boy face-to-face. My beady eyes turn red with rage. I can't help it, for it is the cucco's nature to become so infuriated. It is like time has stopped, as I go to peck at him and call upon my cucco friends once more, I see Lon Lon Ranch in the distance, and though I hate it there, I can't help feeling a little homesick. It's lonely out here, being a cucco in the outside world. I'm-I'm-I'm getting all lovey dovey. Enough. I must venture onward to the castle of Princess Zelda!
As I hop towards my final destination I see a bridge. It goes into the market place. I must confess, I ENORMOUS fear of bridges.....Okay, it's been a while since I've come to the bridge. Okay, I'm gonna do it. I'm walking to the bridge. I've stepped on the first spindily plank. I can hear the pitter patter of my feet on wood and I'M SCARED!!!! I can't do it! Oh woe is me, woe is me! Hey ya know what? I'm hungry. I kinda want Chinese. I remember once I ate Malon's fourtoune cookie. Heh, heh. You shoulda seen the look on her face when I gobbled it up. Heehee. I remember that's when I realised that I was destined for a greater life! When I got that fortune, it said, "The courage to be great lies deep within each of us." That's it! I have the courage to walk this bridge! I've got the power!!!!! Yeah Baby!!!! Yeah!
Hmmm, it isn't that bad in this market place. These people dancing and all smoochy faced need to get a room, I mean, how rude is that? I don't go kissing every pretty cucco I see in the middle of the road. People...they are so strange. Hey look at that little girl, all dressed in yellow, oh my, she's crying.
"Hey little girl. What's wrong?" I ask, though I know all she hear is "Cluck, cluck." My, she doesn't look too sad anymore, my she looks kind of evil. Stay back! My she is chasing me! Ahh! Oh help me! Pant-pant. I need to work on my cardio fitness. Why wont she leave my alone! She is chasing me...I think I am going to cry. Hic...I cant take this abuse....hic....sob...snifle...WAHHHHHH!
Okay I know that this is not really THAT funny but my little helpers on this project have gone missing and I have no inspiration. As you can see, I have been trying to establish a plot but your not really supposed to have author's notes so I'll stop now.
As I hop towards my final destination I see a bridge. It goes into the market place. I must confess, I ENORMOUS fear of bridges.....Okay, it's been a while since I've come to the bridge. Okay, I'm gonna do it. I'm walking to the bridge. I've stepped on the first spindily plank. I can hear the pitter patter of my feet on wood and I'M SCARED!!!! I can't do it! Oh woe is me, woe is me! Hey ya know what? I'm hungry. I kinda want Chinese. I remember once I ate Malon's fourtoune cookie. Heh, heh. You shoulda seen the look on her face when I gobbled it up. Heehee. I remember that's when I realised that I was destined for a greater life! When I got that fortune, it said, "The courage to be great lies deep within each of us." That's it! I have the courage to walk this bridge! I've got the power!!!!! Yeah Baby!!!! Yeah!
Hmmm, it isn't that bad in this market place. These people dancing and all smoochy faced need to get a room, I mean, how rude is that? I don't go kissing every pretty cucco I see in the middle of the road. People...they are so strange. Hey look at that little girl, all dressed in yellow, oh my, she's crying.
"Hey little girl. What's wrong?" I ask, though I know all she hear is "Cluck, cluck." My, she doesn't look too sad anymore, my she looks kind of evil. Stay back! My she is chasing me! Ahh! Oh help me! Pant-pant. I need to work on my cardio fitness. Why wont she leave my alone! She is chasing me...I think I am going to cry. Hic...I cant take this abuse....hic....sob...snifle...WAHHHHHH!
Okay I know that this is not really THAT funny but my little helpers on this project have gone missing and I have no inspiration. As you can see, I have been trying to establish a plot but your not really supposed to have author's notes so I'll stop now.
