Fights And Floors

I was so fucking tired of being kidnapped. It was doing my bloody head in.

"Right. I'm not doing this."

"Doing what miss?" 

I looked at the spindle and stood, stretching out my arms. 

"I am so sick of this routine. I am not going to sit and wait in this stupid dungeon for them to come to get me and tell me what they want. Fuck that."

Spindle looked confused, "But, but what are you going to do miss?"

I looked about the cell, "I am going to figure out how to get the hell out of here."

Spindle shook his big head and sat down stubbornly in the sludge.

"It's unpossible miss. Completely unpossible."

I smiled, "you mean impossible Spindle."

He shook his head, his bunny ears dropping. "There's no im about it a miss. It's totally and truly un."

I shook my head at him, and began examining the cell,