Chapter Thirty Four
Clouds ran out the door as fast as his short budgie legs would carry him.
I followed, aware that I was waddling like a duck.
We were outside. Clouds was right that it was cold. It was freezing!
I puffed up my feathers to keep warm.
"This is snow," Clouds said, looking at a white heap.
"Oh!" I chirped, and dove into the pile.
I wiggled around until I was completely covered.
The door closed behind us.
"Uh oh," I chirped, "How are we going to get back in?"
"Don't worry, I know a way."
"So how does it fall from the sky?"
"I told you, I don't know!"
"You never told me that!"
"Um, yes I did."
"Whatever. That's not important. So how does it fall from the sky?"
"I DON'T KNOW"
"I was talking to myself."
I looked up. Little flakes were drifting down slowly. One fell on my eye.
"Hey!" I screeched, and tried to get it out.
Clouds laughed.
I grabbed some snow with my foot, took off, and when I was just over him, dropped it.
"Who has snow in their eye now?" I challenged.
Clouds just bounced to another part of the flat rock we were playing on, and grabbed a fist full of snow.
"Oh no you don't!" He chirped.
I took off, and flew to the ceiling.
"Haha!"
Clouds was just about to go after me when I exclaimed, "Clouds!"
"What?"
"No, not you. Clouds!"
"Huh?" Clouds didn't get it.
"Can't you see? That's the answer! I've got it!"
