doggedly | a very magical inbox! pt II

So you killed it.

what

merlin
no

youd have killed it ?

[Probably.]

You said the story was the death of the rarey.

yeah DEATH OF
that doesnt mean i cut its throat in the square

Then how did you stop it?

[Wait.]

Did it even have a throat?

well it could talk couldnt it
so of course it had a throat

thats anatomy

[says the wizard who knows nothing about anatomy]

But could you see it? I was thinking it was like a big hairy ball.

well yes sort of
so no it couldnt be seen
but i knew it was there

it was talking it had to have a throat
stands to reason

But it would have been hard to cut it.

yeah sppose so
which would also contribute to me not actually having killed it

i think ive forgotten where i was

You had to do something. That wasn't killing it.

[And she's almost immediately questioning why she's helping him get back on track.]

oh yeah

thanks

right SO

in the dead of night i went out & cast a disillusionment charm on the rarey
so i could transport it in secret
& i rented this masssssssssssive loreey

[squinting at that but man he can't be arsed to spell regular words correctly let alone muggle words so, whatever]

& i loaded the rarey onto the back of it & drove him out of the city
we drove & drove & drove & drove
we drove until there were no other cars on the road
just me & the rarey
it was rather quiet the whole time didnt really say much even when i tried to make conversation
& the whole time i knew
i was going to have to do something

NOT KILL IT
LETS BE CLEAR
but something

But you never did and this story goes on forever.

ha ha ha dont be ridiculous

no
so we drove & drove & drove
& drove & drove

& soon we were really in the middle of nowhere
wed made it all the way out to the cliffs over the sea
they were absoutely massive these cliffs REALLY tall
just this huge distance between top & bottom

& i knew what i had to do
i wanted the rarey to have a fighting chacne i didnt (OF COURSE) want to kill it
so i climbed out & let down the back of the loreey
& said im sorry rarey but i cant keep you any longer youve grown too big
but im giving you a chance im going to take this pole & pry you out of here
tip you over the edge of the cliff
sink or swim mate

rarey blinked at me slowly & sadly
leaned forward a little to look over cliffs edge
looked back at me & said

'thats a long way to tip a rarey'

How is throwing it off a cliff not killing it?

well it was very large
so comparitively there was less of a distance to fall yeah

did you get the pun

There was a pun?

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