A Missing Crown: The Sequel

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A Missing Crown: The Sequel, Chapter One

As you know, or you would know, if you had read the prequel, the land of Tortall has been taken over by chickens. Don't ask. I was hyper. Anyways, the ex-King of Tortall, Jon, looked up at the sky, which was currently being painted purple by some strange retarded teletubbies, and sighed. Why did Tortall get conquered by chickens? No, better yet, HOW did Tortall get conquered by chickens? WHERE THE HECK DID THEY COME FROM? He thought. He thought REAL hard. But he still couldn't think of an answer. Which is what inspired him with this brilliant, intelligent, never-before-seen thought: Man, I wish I had a sandwich right now. Isn't it a brilliant, intelligent, never-before-seen thought? I know. You're stunned by it's brilliance.

Meanwhile, the ex-Queen of Tortall, Thayet, came over to Jon, and said, "Hun, the children are hungry. When is your next payday?"

"A month from now. Where's Kel?"

"Housework."

Thunder clapped, someone screamed, and… uh… a retarded teletubbie fell from his post painting the sky purple.

"Oh. All right, then. Who screamed?"

Thayet looked around, puzzled. "I don't know…"

Suddenly, out of the blue, up rides Numair, with a long wooden stick held up high in the air. "Don't worry Jon, I'll save you!"

Jon cringed as the stick came down… right on his head. "OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"You were starting to fall for the chickens evil spell. I saved you. With this stick-thing I found on the ground," Numair said, as if that was the most logical thing in the world.