DON'T TALK TO ME

Connie swatted it away. It spiraled away, knocked out. "F you bird." She grumbled.

Midnight, who is still in dragon form, eats a bird.

"Purge the birds!" Connie shouted, smacking another away.

“They taste delicious!”, Midnight yells, eating another one.

"WHAT THE FUCK????"
(pardon)

“Try some Sly!”

"I am a human i do not eat RAW BIRDS!!"

“THEN EAT THEM F*CKING COOKED!!!”

"WHAT AM I GONNA COOK EM WITH?"

Connie watched this argument silently. Don't they realize we're all writers? We can easily write in fire.

“MAYBE MY FIREBREATH!!! EVER THOUGHT OF THAT, GENUIS!!!”

"OH YEAH!!" Sly screamed. "BURN ME ONE BUDDY!"

Connie really just wanted to kill all the birds, she didn't even want to eat them, she'd settle for a rabbit.

Midnight breathed fire on a flying bird. It fell at Sly’s feet, crisp and burnt.

"Wait am I sitting on something?" Sly looked down. "I thought I was floating…."

"Me too." Connie mumbled.

“Maybe we are out of the void finally?”, Midnight wondered.

Echo returns, sad because everyone is eating her birds. :'(

Midnight pats Echo on the back “It’s okay. They lived a good, long life.”

Echo makes more birds

Connie makes a screaming noise and glares at Echo.

"HOW DID YOU DO THAT???"

"We're writers, she wrote them in." Connie stated.

(echos technically a sorcerer btw)

"Or she summoned them, we really don't know what she is…" She continued.

:)

“Guess this means more food for me!”, Midnight said happily.

Sly shook her head. "You guys fareak me out."

"Hee hee!"

The floor disappeared from underneath Sly and she started falling. "Someone please help."