Archia sat there mumbling to herself in depression: "Stupid Air...munch munch...how dare he...munch munch...get lost. Stupid. He even...munch munch..made me search thr...munch munch... through all...munch munch...twen...munch munch...ty floors."
What was she eating? Of course, it was a 7 layer(because 'avocado' has 7 letters) avocado cake with avocado frosting with avocado slices arranged into a form of(dare I say it) an avocado! And...and there is (my hand is shaking) even a cup of avocado tea in her hands! And there are the side dishes that are yet to be mentioned! And yes, I mean side dishes with an 'es' at the end! (Sound of fainting heard in the back. How odd.)
Oh myself(because I am God)! Too much avocado! It is literally killing my eyes. And my appetite. Ugh, I feel like puking.
And I'm supposed to be an elf who loves all manner of plants! But this? Even as a High God I am not strong enough to handle this level of avocadoness(Is that a word?). I look away and I immediately wished I hadn't.
My sight landed on Life who was (must I say it? *with tears threatening to fall*) staring at his dagger with a gaze full of passion. If it wasn't a dagger that was in front of him, I would have left the room to give him some privacy.
Why? Why, fate must you be so cruel to me? What have I ever done to you!
...
All these thoughts are running through my head, but my face remains as blank as ever. How can I, who has tempered my poker face throughout my Godly life (and elven one), make such an amateur mistake?
But even with all that experience I can not help but let out a sigh. Not at Life and Knowledge. No, not at them. But instead, I sigh at the fact that their pets (familiars) are so much better than mine.
Right now Ibis is refilling the plate with another slice of avocado cake (at a terrifying rate) to make sure that Archia never runs out of things to munch on.
That arrogant phoenix is making itself useful as well my holding up that dagger of Life's (well, there's not much else it could do).
But what is MY familiar doing? Sleeping! And on MY lap at that. Ugh! I hate cats! But... Neko(because cause I am too lazy to expend energy to come up with and remember a good name)... her fur is soo soft that I can't bring myself to hate her. Not that I would ever admit to it.
Hmm, everything seems so nice and calm, I think to myself (like I have been doing this whole time). A nap would be really nice...
And so Time slowly dozes off into a blissful sleep.