Rickity Tickity Tick!

     Everyday Chaltreste takes the time to ponder at least 10 different things. For she does have the answers to the universe (Answers are not guaranteed to be correct). One morning, Chaltreste was busy mulling these various things over, while cheerfully spending her morning staring out her cottage window. It's quite amazing that she managed to have chipper thoughts in her hovel. It constantly smells rather rank.
     As she quietly tiptoed out of her house, dressed in a shirt that is a deep shade of blue and a gray patterned skirt, Chaltreste hummed a little tune very loudly. Then, burst into song, immune to the fact that the birds had stopped singing, and early morning risers were staring. Who wouldn't be happy, when they are going to go find a new place to live. A castle is a little bit absurd for one girl to live in. On the other end of the spectrum, a filthy hovel is likewise unappealing. So she set out to find, attack and take over a perfect new living space. Armed with nothing but her razor sharp wit, and five other giggling females in her army, Chaltreste strode into "Palouse Properties" with guns a-blazin!
     With the threat of squealing, gun wielding girls, the enemy quickly surrendered and ushered them into the quaintest little complex of cottages all stacked together to form one building. "We'll shall take three of them!" Chaltreste shouted, very loudly. Then, she shot a hole through the ceiling. (To add a little bit of character to the place naturally.)The property "management" managed to run quickly out the door, and throw the keys behind them. Chaltreste let out a yell, clicked her heels, and returned to work. For all of this was accomplished on her lunch break. Quite skillfull of her.
     Anyways, Chaltreste plans to take over the entire town of Moscow, sometime soonish. With the help of a pet dragon.

     To be continued...... :)

The continued part...

Long story short. The brownies were left, ate and spit out by the intended recipients. Alnoncetta and Chaltreste were never caught. Shortly thereafter, the bat mobile broke down and now gets the gas mileage of a very large truck. Huge tragedy. Then, for some unknown reason, their castle started to stink. Not just any kind of smell, it was a terrible stench. They would most assuredly like to place the blame on the cook, who wasn't good at tossing food out. Alas it was not. So, the sisters declared it was time to move on.
     Alnoncetta decided to gallivant off to the place with the big blue sky. Chaltreste did not accompany her. She already knew, that even though the sky is a brilliant shade of blue, the strawberries were quite disgusting. Life to Chaltreste was all about finding that perfect ruby red fruit. Since she had found some around the castle, close to perfection, she decided to stay. Just not in the castle. Chaltreste, proceeded to abandon the smelly countryside, and moved into the loud, but quaint little village nearby. Where she enjoyed various stages of her young life.