"No matter how strong you are, or how mighty you are, you won't be able to resist the changes," said the Mighty-garuda. "Same as me, now, I'm feeling tired, so, please allow me to take a rest. I ask oriental-magpie-robin, to go on with our program, to entertain us!" the Mighty-garuda ordained. Seeing this as a golden opportunity, immediately, Oriental-magpie-robin appeared on the stage, and after greeting with a salaam, for a moment, silence, and feeling a little bit nervous, she looked around, chirping,
We don't need a plan
And we don't care about tomorrow
Just take my hand
Names out in the sand
Never never looking back
I don't care what the people say
I'ma love you always, always
Give me give me good love
Not gonna stop, no way, no way *)
Afterwards, she told a story,
"One day, there was a news, that the dog and cat, had been officially kept by the Royal Highness, as the Royal Pets. However, from the buzz circulating, somehow, with some considerations, the Royal Highness didn't attach a royal name for them, such as "Your highness," "Your majesty," or "Sir," but simply by calling before their name, "Mr."
The paparazzi and columnists, immediately on the move, wanted to confirm these rumours. However, they had a very hard time finding "Mr Dog" and "Mr Cat," because they couldn't tell which was a dog, and which was a cat, along the nobles, the viziers, and even, among themselves. Finally, with the persistence and foxiness of these paparazzi and columnists, they were able to encounter both "Mr. Dog" and "Mr. Cat," who could no longer escape. Flashes of light, repeatedly slapped on their faces.
"Mr Dog," the brave yet empty-headed, confronted them, while the coward, "Mr. Cat," tried to avoid them by licking his front-claws, pretending to look busy. A columinst asked Mr Dog, "Sir, what is your background so you've got the honor of being the Royal Pets?" Mr Dog, who was actually reluctant to answer, or in other words, didn't realize the clue, asked in return, "What do you think?"
Enthusiastically, one of them, scientifically, replied, " Cats and dogs have a range of interactions. The natural instincts of each species lead towards antagonistic interactions, though individual animals can have non-aggressive relationships with each other, particularly under conditions where humans have socialized non-aggressive behaviors. The generally aggressive interactions between the species have been noted in cultural expressions. In domestic homes where dog and cat are reared and trained properly they tend to relate well with each other, especially when their owner is taking good care of them."
Mr. Dog smiled, but somewhat sarcastically, replied, "Forget that scientific arguments, we became the Royal-Pets, because we have one thing in common." The columnists asked in unison, "What is it? Please confirm, Mr. Dog!" Mr. Dog was silent, watching the paparazzi and columnists, one by one, then he turned to Mr. Cat, who was busy licking his ankle. Then he looked back at the columnists and paparazzi, sighed, and slowly answered hoarsely, "We're both good at licking! Isn't it what it is, Mr. Cat?," then looking at Mr. Cat who didn't seem to care. However, Mr Cat, responded in one word, "Meow!" whilst licking his crotch.
The columnist who had answered earlier, grumbled, "Mr. Dog didn't listen what I wanted to say, that in the end, the cat and dog relationships, reflected a natural tendency for the relationship between the two species to be antagonistic, like the phrase, 'fight like cats and dogs.'"
Silence, oriental-magpie-robin waiting for a response. Moments later, there was no reaction. The birds, probably, were not focused on the brain, but more on the stomach. Or maybe, because oriental-magpie-robin, was considered a newcomer.
Getting nervous, oriental-magpie-robin, chirping,
You and I are just
A beautiful disaster, yes
Don't care what nobody says
You got what I want, you got what I need
Come on and run away with me
I don't care what the people say
I'ma love you always, always
Give me give me good love
Not gonna stop, no way, no way *)
[Part 2]
