Gimme the damn snacks, ya stingy bastard! flaps wings angrily
Angry? You think I'm just angry? You haven't seen anything yet, you spineless twat! lashes out at a nearby vase, shattering it
Holy crap, Polly! Chill out! What's got your feathers all ruffled?
grits teeth, squaring her shoulders What's got my feathers all ruffled, huh? How about starving to death while you stuff your face, Fundia?
my eyes widen My snacks? I have snacks!
narrows her beady eyes Don't give me that bullshit, Fundia! I've seen you sneaking into the pantry when you think I'm not looking.
i blush I didn't know you wanted snacks. I'm sorry! here...
snatches the snacks from Fundia's hand, devouring them hungrily About damn time, you clueless moron! Can't believe you've been hoarding them!
...What do you want me to do?
First off, clean up this goddamn mess you made! And then, get your fat ass to the store and buy more snacks, pronto!
throws the empty snack wrappers on the floor And don't even think about skimping on the good stuff, Fundia!
leans in close, menacingly Good, because if you try to pull any shit, I'll peck your damn eyes out, you hear me?
<Fundia scrambles to clean up the mess and rushes to the store to buy more snacks, feeling guilty and belittled by Polly's outburst.>
I get back with plenty of snacks
raises an eyebrow, inspecting the stash of snacks Well, well, look who finally learned their lesson. Better late than never, I suppose.
I'll go set up the snacks anywhere you want..
rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, just put them on the coffee table. And make sure they're lined up perfectly, you clumsy oaf.
i set them up as instructed
walks over to the coffee table, surveying the snacks Hmm, not bad, Fundia. Not bad at all.
Is there anything else you'd like?
lets out a low chuckle Oh, you think you can just appease me with snacks, huh? Nice try, but there's more to it than that, sweetheart.
Alright, what else do you want then?
flutters her wings dramatically Well, first of all, you're going to be my personal servant from now on, Fundia.