She landed on the windowsill with a flourish that can only be achieved by small and annoying flying creatures. “Ah, well this is most ordinary,” she said as she surveyed the tiny office beyond. It was then that Captain Watson caught her eye.
Captain Watson, a veteran of the 840 Zombie Pirate War, was hard at work polishing his sabre. So engrossed in his task was he that he had failed to notice the mini intruder and her rather rude observation of his private sanctuary. Of course, he regretted this later as he stood watching the little bitch suck up the puddle of sticky blood gushing from his slit throat.
