"@hd%&$!"

"Mr. Featherkins! Watch your beak!"

"#52%$&%*"

"I mean it Mr. Featherkins!!!!" I shout back.

The "witch" sitting next me smiles in such a arrogant way I want to punch her in the chin.

"So, what's your name? Tell me or become Fifi Harpen." I threaten.

"Fifi" mutters something in a vile tone. If looks could kill I would be very, very dead at the moment

" I'm sorry FIFI I didn't catch that! What did you say?!?" I yell into her ear.

" MY NAME IS ARABELLA! YOU SMELL LIKE FISH GUTS AND I HATE YOU, YOUR PARTNER, AND YOUR STUPID HOVEL THAT YOU CALLED A "HOME"!!!!!!!!" she spits at me.

" And the truth is revealed... " I respond to her out of character break down " So "Arabella" do you need a job?" I ask.

"no."

"Well lucky for YOU we have a spot open in OUR act!" I say cheerfully "You're our new CLOWN!!!!! Right, Rose?"

"Yup. Welcome to the group!"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!?" Arabella positively screeches, " NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I will NOT be DEMENED like that!"

"Actually you will, or we'll turn you into the king's guards" Rose explains.

"Be a clown or death, your choice." I shrug, "I think we'd be better off without you, but we do need a clown and we are NOT letting you capture us again. So you start work tomorrow, Okay?!"