Zorilla book 4: bloodbath

oh lawd

Ricotta,Melody,Midnight,And Jasmine we’re sitting in a circle in the middle of the red fuzzy rug
in the throneroom. “Why didn’t alucard come Ricotta?” Melody said with a soothing tone. “He
was being grumpy cause dad wouldn’t buy him the newest flavored lemon cake that was
released in grass kingdom.” Ricotta rolled her eyes in disgust. The sound of the door opening
made Midnight flinch as a female opossum with a tired expression dragged herself across the
room.
“Hey mom!” Jasmine called out to her. The mother stopped and slowly turned to her “Hey hun
having fun with friends?” Jasmine nodded grinning creepily. The mom sniggered then went into
a door beside the throne. The pin the friends had the time of their life. When they were above to
leave for the night Melody grabbed Midnight by the fur. “I’m not done with you yet.” Midnight
muttered something quickly as Melody gave her a tight hug. “Ehh?” Midnight Said in confusion.
“Thanks for being a good friend to us we’ve never met a friendly weasel like you.” She cooed.
Her mission was complete.
Midnight hopped cheerfully inside her home seeing her mom with a dead vole beside her dozing
quietly. Midnight went and dragged the vole in the grass nest for her to eat then she went to kip
tonight hopeful for the great times for the next day of school.
Weevil shambled up to King wasp of grass kingdom with a piece of paper in his hand. “What is
that.” The grass leader said scratching an itch on his neck. The new Grass kingdom throne
room was burnt looking and looked more like coal leaves then the old beautiful green leaves
used from before. It had rained that kept most of the fire out. “It’s a note from someone named
primrose I guess.” Weevil yawned. “Read it to me.” Ricotta walked in passing the two by silently.
“It’s says I am off to slay the ice kingdom’s daughter I would like to see if we are able to become
one and make me an assassin for your kingdom I know it’s against the law of Zorilla or whatever
that is but we would finally take down zipper.” From his fellow sister primrose. Wasp chuckled
the smiled wickedly. Ricotta gasped then her heart sank she couldn’t bear to see Melody go
away. “Dad please you can’t do this.” Ricotta cried. Wasp ignored her daughters plead and just
laughed.
The next day at school Midnight walked down to her classroom until she was blocked by Blythe.
“Hey uh I’m gonna be.” Midnight was interrupted by Blythe’s shush. “Shhh I have to show you
something.” Blythe signaled her to follow and they both went down some stairs to the basement.
It had a bunch of opossums and they all were doing their own thing like playing games and
watching television. “Welcome to cut for class a place where you can cut class for a moment.”
Blythe introduced. Midnight was intrigued on how she managed to put his together.
Then an opossum with a strange but wonderful coat was playing table tennis with a
recognizable opossum Mercedes. Mercedes hit the ball back to him so hard it bruised his eye.
“Ow Mercedes I told you about this!” The opossum held his eye yowling in pain. “Mercedes?”
Midnight muttered. “We ell ish in it Midnight me have not sees ya since you wer a wee morsel .”

She chuckled. “Yeah its been awhile how’s it going.” “Justa bora about sool I guess.” “Same I
hate this school but I’ve met a lot of friends.” “We ell ish dat so.” The bruised opossum shuffled
over to Mercedes complaining about the game she played.
She picked him up and threw him at the wall. “nee time gets better at ye game ya weed piglet!”
Midnight was surprised on how tough she’s gotten and her accent was getting better too. “We
better go up I want you to be successful not me.” Blythe held her shoulder. Midnight nodded and
said her goodbyes to Mercedes. In the hallway Melody and Alucard were walking and talking.
Midnight waved at them and melody waved back trying to pick up her pace to get to her.
Blythe prodded Midnight to get her attention and show her what was on the roof. It had a
hanging glass light that was about to fall. “MELODY STAY BACK!” Midnight frantically tried to
warn her. But then the glass light fell landing on the poor small princess. Blood trickled from her
head and body as she went motionless. The glass had went straight into her head and it jabbed
her in the brain. All the opossums with Blythe looked in horror as they ran together to the
principal's office in fear and terror tears dribbling from their eyes.
As they went in the all blurted out at a time about what happened to principal Spencer. “Whoa
whoa whoa one at a time kids!” He settled them down. “A student died from a fallen light in the
hallway!” Midnight tried to get her words out. Spencer gasped and picked up a radio announcer.
“Attention all students and staff please refrain from going in the hallways a student was majorly
injured and will have an investigation janitors will clean it u