If everyone knows

Chatterbox: Chirp at Cricket

If everyone knows

If everyone knows how to play then... I slowly flew over the dark storm cloud and wondered how on earth I got into this situation. It was just a normal day until He came.

submitted by Round robin!, The chatterbox (duh)
(June 12, 2015 - 4:04 pm)

back to the Chirp at Cricket

Yes, just a normal day. I had milked the cows already (Gertie kicked me again), had tea with Grandmother, and even sold some lemonade. I used the money I made (and some I have saved) to buy a tortoise from the pet shop in town. I named this tortise Jamie. Jamie is the "he" I mentioned earlier. Jamie is a magic tortioise and I still cannot believe it. 

submitted by Magic Dragon
(June 13, 2015 - 10:05 pm)

It was when I was walking home from the pet shop with Jamie held in a cardboard box with holes in the side that Jamie first showed that he was magical.

submitted by Rose bud
(June 30, 2015 - 1:02 pm)

First, he was shaking like crazy and I thought he was scared, so I took him out of the box and held him in my hands. I sort of patted his shell because, I mean, how do you pet a tortoise? When he finally stopped shaking, he started running, getting faster and faster, and I thought that maybe he just happened to have some wierd DNA problem or something. It was only when he began to lift off the ground that I started thinking that there must be something special about him.

submitted by Dragonrider
(June 30, 2015 - 3:48 pm)

And of course, all magical animal beings have to speak. 

"Hello, kind lady!" The tortoise had strangely bowed in its strangely turtle-like way, and at first I thought I was crazy. "Come with me."

I blinked, rubbed my eyes, blinked again, then I realised that this turtle must be crazy. I thought again, and then I realised that I was crazy. I thought once more, then realised that we must both be crazy.

"Why should I come with a crazy turtle?" I asked, poking the little speaking bowing flying tortoise.

"Tortoise! And I said so," And... Well, I'm not sure quite how to explain it, but... a giant swirly white-nish of dust... Swirled around us, and there we are.

Back to the storm cloud, where I fly over it on a speaking bowing flying little turt-Tortoise.

submitted by Danie
(June 30, 2015 - 6:01 pm)