| “All we gotta do is walk down the hallway and get close enough to the guards to be able to over power them. Then a quick slip into the queen’s bedroom. Where we will avoid being destroyed by whatever awful curse or terrible blood-thirsty creature she has waiting in ambush. Then its just a cakewalk on over to the queen’s side where I am certain she will be overcome by our charm and agree to the deal. After that I send the signal and everybody lives happily ever after. That sound about right Buzzy?” “Yeah sure Ozzy. Sounds dead-on straight. We just stroll in, get her to agree to giving up all power in trade to be a young, unmarried woman with no finances, no pedigree, and no education of value.” “Buzzy, would you prefer I go alone? I don’t mind, really.” Ozzy gave a sincere wink and waited to see what reaction was to come. “Sigh. No. Just because we buzzards don’t like to kill, doesn’t mean we are cowards. Lead on sir. I’m all goose-pimples and bubbles about this.” Buzzy replied and gave his friend a nudge in the direction of the guards at the end of the hallway. “You suppose there’s a chance they’ll be happy to see us?” Ozzy asked. “Happy as a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest.” Buzzy replied. “Perhaps we should have gotten them flowers.” Ozzy pondered. “Lucky thing for us they are both fast asleep. It is going to make this much easier for all involved.” Ozzy produced a baseball bat from under his feathers and whispered, “Batter up!” as he swung the bat smacking both guards. The closest took the worst of the blow. He fell immediately to the ground. The second guard started to yell something but Ozzy was too quick with the bat. This time instead of swinging it he just used the end with the knob on it to smack the second guard a second time in the head. It was lights out. next page |  |