by: Playing Grounded

Heart and Stomach

Over the course of the next hour, the three brooding birds had done exactly as they were told. The puzzles were slowly but surely picked up and put in their respective boxes, the table was set for the afternoon meal, and they had all cleaned and preened themselves thoroughly.

Archimedes sat in his chair ruffling the feathers under his beak as pondered and scribbled notes in a leather ledger, while the two younger owls squirmed in their seats glaring and making faces at one another from across the dinner table.

Just then, the kitchen doors banged open as Mrs. Owl rolled a serving cart into the room. Its wooden wheels clattering on the floor boards roused everyone to attention. She then placed a large silver platter in the middle of the table.

The owls gave up on their brooding as their hunger gave way to the delectable odors that wafted across their beaks. Mrs. Owl went about serving the afternoon meal, pouring a cup of strong Earl Grey tea for father, milk tea with sugar for the children and a cup of sweet tea with lemon for herself.

Then, she reached for the round covered baking dish that sat in the center of the tray which held the other owls captivated as they goggled in anticipation. They waited eagerly with their mouths now watering as she peeled back the heavy cloth napkin, releasing the billows of steam that flowed under it, a golden crusted, freshly baked mince mouse pie.

Part 7: Goldi-chan and the Three Puzzles