Note: This chapter follows more events with the llamas. And of course Duckie.

Chapter 3

Jon ran over to his favourite llama called Squishy. Squishy was a cute, pink llama that could colour change but preferred pink. He took her foot and spat on it, then released it and spat on her head. He then climbed onto her back and spat three times on her head. Squishy began to run quickly in circles backwards. Jon screeched happily and threw up on the llama's head. The llama gurgled and stopped. She used her magic to make the sludge disappear and walked over to Jon. Squishy gurgled at him and grabbed a sword and began a duel with him. The llama sent the sword flying from his hands, and Jon spat on her nose in respect.

It was sunset now after many hours of riding Squishy around the gardens. He dismounted and sat down next to Squishy on a hill. They watched the other llamas boinging around and Squishy gurgled. A blue stripe appeared on her ears and Jon fed her some grass, which she munched happily. Duckie waddled over to Jon and climbed onto his lap and jumped onto his shoulder. He propelled himself onto his head and flapped around a bit before settling down. He squawked happily and pecked Jon's hair affectionately. Chewy, another llama, bounced over to the three. Squishy spat at him furiously and bounced over to him, standing in front of Jon and spitting. Chewy turned around and hung his head, bouncing away dejectedly. Squishy raised her nose and blew at his back, warning him not to come near her master. Jon stood up and patted Squishy's head, Duckie squawking loudly and nearly falling off. He tottered of Jon's head onto his shoulder and onto the llama's back. He waddled up her neck and perched on her head, quacking loudly at Jon.

"Sorry, Duckie!" Jon said quickly, kissing the duck's head. Squishy snorted loudly at Jon.

"And you Squishy!" He kissed Squishy's head and the llama gurgled and violet circles appeared on her back, luminous green spirals on her head. Duckie got purple lipstick and hopped back onto Jon's head, and Jon put Squishy's favourite colour on her: blue. Squishy gurgled and nudged Jon's arm happily. Jon climbed onto her back.

"To the palace!" he shouted. He spat once on Squishy's head, and she trotted slowly back to the palace. As he went, he sang a song with Duckie quacking in time to the tune, which went:

"Fuzzy llama squishy llama llarma in a car-alarma, llama llama llama llama llama llama DUCK!"

Duckie quacked extra loudly when he said 'duck' and Squishy gurgled throughout. After many recitals of this particular rhyme, and a particularly bad rendition of 'Old MacJonald', they finally arrived. Squishy snorted sadly as Jon dismounted and patted her head.

"Bye bye Squishy!" he called. He walked off mumbling, "Bed time Duckie!"

Back in his rooms, Jon jumped into bed. He picked up Duckie and tucked him up beside him.

"Sleepy time Duckie! Kissie for mummy!" He kissed the top of Duckie's head.

"Jon, does that duck have to sleep in here?" Alanna asked, sighing loudly. Duckie hopped onto her head and pecked her hand. Alanna glared at the duck.

"What did he ever do to you?" Jon asked crossly. "You're making him upset!" Alanna snorted.

"Um, like that time he bit my nose, or maybe the time when he…"

"Okay, I get the picture! Aww, look, you made him cry! Did the nasty lady make you cwy Duckie darling?" Jon cooed, picking up the duck and resettling it. He glared at Alanna, and went to sleep.

Okay, by the way, yes Alanna is queen, not Thayet, Thayet fans look away now: Down with queen Thayet! Give her land or something, but not queen, no way! Okay, you can look back now. Next chapter should be up tomorrow; I have a whole hour tomorrow! Yay! Oh, and did I mention that a few of the llamas are kind of llama-mages.