Guest: At that point I would just get married in the safe room.
A/N: LOL I probably would too.
Also I have been thinking.
I just realized something terrible.
Before I joined Fanfiction, it had been a couple years since the last Wingfeather fanfic had been written! *faints*
"Are you sure you want to leave the room?" Janner asked his mother.
Nia sighed. "No, not really, but what else have we got to do?"
"Talk, sleep, tell stories-"
"I mean productive things."
"Talk about how the Fangs got into Anniera, where uncle Artham is, how-"
Nia laughed. "Okay, apparently there are things to do. Arundelle? How do you feel about that?"
Arundelle smiled. "I'm good either way, whether we do go or not."
"Let's stay." Leeli said.
"Well, I guess we're staying." Nia said.
"Now what?" Kalmar asked.
"We kill it." Maraly said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Kal rolled his eyes. "Uncle Artham?"
"I must disagree with Maraly. We should head back to the room. I'm sure the soldiers are taking care of the Annierans."
"I agree." Gammon said.
"Then, we make a run for it. On three." Artham prepared to run.
"One. Two. Three!"
Everyone ran as fast as they could, heading for the safe room.