Five
I screamed one of those cliché high school girly high-pitched shrilly murder screams. You know, the ones that make you deaf? Yeah, those screams.
"Shut up you little rascal!" the evil Italian man shouted.
"I'm not a rascal, I'm a bird you blind piece of bird poop!" I cried, before laughing at my awesome insult.
That could be my next song.
I couldn't see the birdnapper's face as he was pulling me along somewhere from behind me.
So I thought of plan A: Fart.
And so I did. A loud one at that. I farted a wet fart. It was so loud and big that even some of my feathers fell off. The man behind me fell back from the loud bump and he started crying while I twerked off to find Floppy.
But then I got shot by some weird water gun thing, and I cried down in pain.
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{A/N}
Hey there :)
Soooo loads of people were saying it was either Mario or Luigi that is Flappy's birdnapper. I can say that you will find out in next chapter. But if you have any other guesses, please comment below! I love chatting with you :')
Thank you for the support so far, you gorgeous people <3

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