Violet got out again last night after Caroline and her parents were asleep. She stopped and picked up Jim from his secret hideout and they flew off to the Carnival on Universitaaaahh Street.
They ate candy apples and popcorn and rode rides and went into the fun house ten times because that's Violet's favorite part.
Jim wanted to go into the Valentine Ride, which is for lunatic teenagers who like to kiss eachother, but Violet was really grossed out and refused. She told Jim, "We're only three years old! We don't do disgusting stuff like KISSING! Ewww!". Jim, not having realized what the Valentine ride meant----he thought you went there to get candy hearts, you see---shivered his blue ears at the thought and agreed. He considered himself very lucky to have a friend like Violet who would never want to do something as horrible as kissing him!
Instead, Violet suggested that they go into the Tent of Myth to visit the Centaurs and Satyrs, Laistrygonians, Ladon the Dragon and the Hespirides, as that is obviously much more fun than icky blicky kissing! They went in and were immediately captivated by all the wonder they beheld! They walked around, peering at the magnificent and magical creatures and found them all to be fascinating. But Violet loved the pile of shiny golden apples that was guarded by Ladon the most, and she wanted one for a souvenir. When she tried to reach for one though, Ladon rose up to his full height and snapped his yellow teeth angrily at her. She pulled her trunk away in the nick of time! But even though she had escaped, Ladon's dragon breath lingered in the air and stank so badly----worse than broccoli even!--- that Jim thought they ought to leave. Violet couldn't argue--it was too much for a three year old.
So Violet and Jim called it a night and each flew home, promising to meet again soon. Next time, they said, they'd each bring an extra friend or two. After all, everyone knows that when you're a flying elephant, there's safety in numbers!
Violet got out again last night after Caroline and her parents were asleep. She stopped and picked up Jim from his secret hideout and they flew off to the Carnival on Universitaaaahh Street. They ate candy apples and popcorn and rode rides and went into the fun house ten times because that's Violet's favorite part. Jim wanted to go into the Valentine Ride, which is for teenagers who like to kiss eachother, but Violet was really grossed out and refused. She told Jim, "We're only three years old! We don't do disgusting stuff like KISSING! Ewww!". Jim, not having realized what the Valentine ride meant----he thought you went there to get candy hearts---shivered his blue ears at the thought and agreed.
Instead, Violet suggested that they go into the Tent of Myth to visit the Centaurs and Satyrs, Laistrygonians, Ladon the Dragon and the Hespirides, and Dragon Women, as that is obviously much more fun than icky blicky kissing!
