Two bulging purple eyes snapped open and found herself staring into a shiny green wall. Upon it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen - her own reflection, although she did not know it yet. She admired it for a long moment, staring and staring, lost in the prettiness of those deep purple eyes, the white coat, the long, perky ears and finally, the gorgeous green gem that jutted out from her lower jaw. She nudged the creature with her nose, and it nudged back. It seemed to be stuck in the wall. A snide grin spread across her muzzle. The creature was too beautiful, and she felt… jealous. She wanted to destroy its beauty.
“Take… this...” Words tumbled out of her mouth awkwardly. Something poked out from her jaws, and it was hard to pronounce words properly around it.
It was starting to become claustrophobic… wherever she was. But she needed to destroy this annoyingly beautiful creature first. So she began to headbutt it. It hurt, because the creature in the wall was headbutting her back, but she couldn’t just give up.
She rammed into it again and again. In the background, she heard yelling and screaming, and a particularly annoying voice that trilled high above others, and it became louder and louder as cracks began to appear in the wall. She did not know what was happening, but she continued knocking on the wall, using her hooves to help as well.
Finally, the chrysalis that she had been stuck in burst open, and she found herself sitting in a wide, open space. The beauty was nowhere to be seen. It appeared she had managed the deed. Instead, there were crowds of other creatures around, all cheering and making loud noises.
She blinked in confusion. What… was going on? Nobody seemed to notice the baby llama in the chaos of the games.
She finally found the source of the extremely loud voice that had been continuously screaming on top of the others. It was some weird-looking white and black thing perched upon a rock very close by. She didn’t like it at all.
“Booooo-whaaaaa!” she cried out noisily, and not moving from her sitting position, began to spit viciously at the seagull. Her first attempts were nowhere near the mark, but she soon became better at it, and was rather enjoying herself. Soon, large globs of spittle were flying all around the seagull, some even managing to hit him and others nearby in the crowd.
"Boo Speaks" 'Boo thinks'
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