Meant to post this Friday night, but I was super busy practicing for a Drama competition and Saturday I was doing it all day. So, here you go, on Sunday.Dear Noobcake,
I have the strangest suspicion that Nidhogg wants to kill me.
Actually, it's not really strange.
Nidhogg wants to kill me.
Nidhogg is also a scary freaking snake.
I don't even know how he got here. He just kind of showed up in the cell. And he keeps tripping me and sometimes I wake up to his beady eyes just staring at me.
It is quite unnerving.
But you know what? It's okay now. I have my own room.
Yup, the butterfly wolves released us.
Well, not technically.
All right, Noobcake, I know this is a lot to handle, so take in some deep breaths with your imaginary lungs and try to concentrate.
Well, we all kind of lost heart after our fifty-bajillion and seventy second attempt at escape.
Okay, I admit...I made up that number...probably.
I should patent that number.
Anyway.
Losing heart.
Right.
So we stopped trying, and we just kind of chilled in that cell for...for just about...hm.
Well, sorry I'm taking a while, Noobcake, it's hard to keep track of all the days. Well, I don't know if it is a while for you. How does time progress on Noobcake world?
Assuming you have a world of course.
Did...I kidnap you?
From Noobcake world?
You were just hanging out with your little Noobcakes or whatever names journal things have and then all of a sudden you were abducted from your home planet of the local office supply store?
Well, now I feel terrible.
Thanks a lot, Noobcake.
...what was I even writing about?
Oh yes, remembering.
Well, we chilled out for about a week give or take a few centuries, because it felt like we were there forever. We didn't try to escape or anything, which disappointed Feil since she entertains herself with our escape routes and by omnomnomming her food every single time.
Omnomnom is now a word by the way. Rule of awesomeness dictates such.
Well, then after a long amount of time, a new butterfly wolf came by and unlocked our cell. Well, I think butterfly wolf is a loose term, because he looks more like a
dragon than anything.
"As you have not attempted to escape, we have deemed you able to proceed into our society," he squeaked.
"Does that mean we get to go home?"
"This is your home!" the dragon-butterfly-whatever wolf trilled.
Joy to the world and everyone in it.
So now I have my own room. In the trees. It is scary business, because I got an unfinished house that has gaps in the flooring. I do have wings, but my wings don't open that fast when I fall, it takes a while.
Gothie sleeps in the room next door. His has less gaps than mine, which is uncool, I'm just saying.
The house itself is pretty big, like, really big. And I keep seeing things slightly different each morning I wake up in here. AS IF WE ARE NOT ALONE.
I wrote more than I thought...I need some sleep and time to process this.
Seeya Noobcake.
Because I love leaving you hanging. }:D