|From Real to Rio
Author: Silkmouse PM
I, Silkmouse along with Qille my co-writer have entered the world of Rio! The ony problem is, we're not sure how we got there. Watch us as we meet the characters and try not to our feathers plucked out in our favorite music filled movie!Rated: Fiction K - English - Adventure/Friendship - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,469 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 10-21-11 - Published: 09-04-11 - id: 7354968
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Hey Readers! If I'm on your author alert list, then I know I have other stories to finish, but this is something I've wanted to do for awhile. Since I started co-writing a HTTYD story with Mary Penelope, I wanted to do one with Rio and with whom else but one of the best authors in that category than…. Qille!
*applause is heard*
*takes a bow * Thanks Silkmouse! I'm stoked to be writing this with ya! And for MY readers, don't pop a vein; I'm still working on Seeing Double. Yeah, I can multitask. So... yeah! Let's go, Silkmouse!
A flash of light and an eerie quiet went by, and Silkmouse discovered she was lying on the ground.
"Whoa." Silkmouse groaned, holding her head "What happened?"
"Silkmouse?" said a voice next to her.
"Qille?" Silkmouse replied. "Is that you?"
"Yeah." She replied "Where are we?"
"I don't know." Silkmouse answered. She realized she was staring at sky, so she sat up.
"Hey." Qille said hesitantly "When did everything get so big?"
"What are you talking about?" Silkmouse replied, confused.
"Look around." Qille answered "Everything looks…bigger."
Examining her surroundings, Silkmouse could see Qille was right; everything suddenly towered over her.
Rubbing her eyes with her hands, she looked again; everything stayed the same. Wait. Not hands. Feathers. She had feathers?
"Qille." She said nervously, with wide eyes. Looking over at her, she gasped "Oh this is not good."
Qille turned to look at her and gasped "You're a Robin!"
"And you're a canary!" Silkmouse floundered, trying to figure out what was going on.
"I am?" Qille asked, and looked down at herself to see that her friend was right "I'm not sure whether that's cool or freaky."
"Forget that!" Silkmouse shouted "Where are we?"
Qille hopped onto her two, now small and skinny, legs. Looking around thoughtfully she finally came up with "I have no idea."
"Well it's warm and tropical." Silkmouse deducted "So it's probably somewhere around the equator."
"But where?" Qille said, frustrated "Asia? South America? We could be any where."
Suddenly a bright red parrot came flying out of the underbrush and flew noisily into one of the top branches. "Well I'm pretty sure they don't have birds like that in Asia." Qille commented.
"Maybe we should ask someone?" Silkmouse offered.
"What someone?" Qille stated "There's no one here."
"It's a densely populated jungle, there has to be somebody." Silkmouse replied.
"How about we ask that guy?" Qille said, pointing to the red parrot that had flown by "He ought to know, he lives here doesn't he?"
"Hey!" Silkmouse called, awkwardly flapping/hopping over before he could disappear "Excuse me!"
"Would you mind telling us where we are?" Qille asked, as they approached the bright feathered bird.
"You mean you don't know?" the bird asked them, surprised.
"Not really." Silkmouse admitted.
"Why you're in Rio de Janeiro! The home and birth place of one of the most famous parties ever! Carnaval!" he enthusiastically exclaimed.
Sorry it was so short, but it was meant to be an introduction, the next one will be longer. Don't forget to tell us what you think, review!