![]() Official Communique of the Querrian Hegemony "Thank the Shepherd" Offical Communique To all nations within the multiverse, You are hereby cordially invited to a very special event! It will soon be my son's first birthday! The event will be held at my private mansion outside of Shepsberg, just fly in from Querria international airport and a private limousine will be there to pick you up!. All costs of travel will be compensated, and free drinks and food will be provided, along with musical entertainment and other sorts of entertainment as well! There will be a rocking party with many well-known bands and artists, so everybody who comes to the birthday bash will have a flocking heck of a time! Looking forward to seeing everybody who comes. Signed, Akira Wilauhf Queen of the Querrian Hegemony |
"No, no, no! I told you NO blue roses! There was supposed to be pink roses on the birthday cake!" Akira said to the assistant cook, bent over with her one hand on her hip and a finger pointed in the guy's face and a look of anger on her own. Akira was angry because the cook, a new employee, had failed to write down the exact specifications for the birthday cake. The cook had used the wrong icing for the flowers, using blueberry flavored cream instead of strawberry, which Mathew loved to taste. "mi-mi-mistress, I'm sorry! I'll fix it right away.." The cook said nervously. "You had BETTER get it fixed right away! What do i pay you for, if you cannot even follow directions?" Akira said, poking the cook in the chest with her index finger that she had in his face before. Akira wanted this birthday to be perfect for Mathew, although chances are he would never remember it. It didn't matter to Akira though, she wanted only the best.
It was just then the head chef, who happened to have a french accent, approached Akira and the inexperienced hired helper, "Vat ave you done now, you imbecile sheep! Ze cake looks 'orrible! I think you are fire'd, since you cannot do anything right. Now get out while I fix this.. atrocity, and don't forget to give back your work clothes on your way out of ze building!" The chef said. The new cook hanged his head in shame and left, being sneaky and leaving with the work clothes and some food as an unknown 'fuck you' to the chef and the queen. "Thanks Pierre, but where do you find sheep like him? Shouldn't he be.. better at his task?" Akira said, standing up straight again and looking at the chef. "Aye madam, but the sheep in this country, they get more stupid every day! Hu-hu-hu-ha!" the Chef said.



