Fanfiction: Sandra

“D’you wanna start a revolution?” asked Beardy one day.
“Where?” said Ponytail distractedly. He was busy polishing teaspoons.
“Dunno. Vietnam?”
“Too unstable already.”
“Hm. America?”
“Nah. CIA.”
“What about Tanzania?”
“They try so hard. I wouldn’t want to screw it up for them.”
“New Zealand?”
Ponytail looked horrified. “My hair looks like wool. They might mistake me for a sheep. Do you know what they do to sheep in New Zealand?”
“You could cut it.”
All of a sudden, Mishki leapt out of the cupboard behind Beardy and clubbed him over the head with a valuable porcelain lamp.
“Don’t EVER say that again!” she screamed hysterically, then climbed back into the cupboard and disappeared.