3 Days To Go

See this entry for an explanation of this madness.

"Orlando, put the star back on the Christmas tree..."

"Orlando, stop being so awkward..."

"Orlando, you are completely ruining our decorations..."

He thought this was a bit rich coming from the person who introduced the cat to the room.

The voices faded to background static as Orlando directed the toy about the room, the Christmas tree star firmly clasped between the plastic talons of the remote-controlled flying parrot.

And the air-speed velocity of a laden dead parrot was...

...Not being calculated, but the thing whirred from wall to wall, narrowly missing a brief collision with the curtains. Orlando was entranced.