Submission (#1699) Approved

"HEY! Wake up sleepy head!" Wyvern exclaimed, nudging Muirea in her side as she attempted to nod off, "We have a show to preform! And if you're too busy dozing off with your crows then you ain't on our crew!"
"Fine. Fine. Whatever kid." Muirea sighed, her eloquent voice grumbling as Wyvern forced her up to the stage. Muirea fumbled around the script in their palms, preparing her lines, "Oh sweet soul, come to I, for the shackles of this world will not hold thine apart. If I and the world do not meet, then alas there is nothing worth fighting for." However, despite her lines being rather dramatic, she read the lines in a monotone nature, unimpressed with the lines she had been given, "Tell me Wyvern, what is this nonesense? It is a bunch of meaningless ramblings, who wrote such a dramatic piece."
"Well... Well..." Wyvern cowarded a little, scrunching their shoulders up as they feebishly pointed up towards Grubkeeper who was dramatically preforming across the other side of the stage, "Grub did." Wyvern's tone was hushed, juxtaposing their bubbly nature yet despite this as Muirea's critter rolled their eyes.
"Of course Grubkeeper wrote this... slop. Something more profound then a love story is clearly outside of their skill set."
"What do you mean! It's great! I love Grubkeepers plays! You know, they wrote my favourite shows! Like big bad wolf falls in love with the pretty princess. And... and a love story of two foes! Don't forget the moon in which we fall apart, and then come back together again!" Wyvern remarked, waving their wings dramatically, as Muirea pushed their script into Wyvern's hands, striding up towards Grubkeeper.

"Tell me dear, do we have anything more original hm? This script isn't exactly what I thought it would be when you told me I would be playing a queen of shadows." Muirea complained, as her crows sat firm upon her shoulders, cawing to Grubkeeper in dismay.
"Pardon? The great queen of shadows is haunted by the pain of losing love in her past! If not for the heartfelt love she will come to experience, how else will she become the princess of the stars!" Grubkeeper said with great enthusasm, their sensors buzzing with excitement as they looked up to Muirea in great surprise.
"That makes no sense. Why would a queen become a princess? Do enlighten me could you." Muirea scolded Grubkeeper with a low growl, growing increasingly more unimpressed.
"Time travel. Have you not read my masterpiece? This is a very serious role Muirea & if you don't take it seriously; then I'll have to let you go!" Grubkeeper snarled back, matching Muirea's aggression as the two figuratively shot daggers at eachother.
"Masterpiece? You call this a masterpiece? You barely have written anything new in years. You would not know if a masterpiece slapped you right across your damned visor!"
"You are no artist! If it ain't broke don't fix it!" Grubkeeper proclaimed, as Muirea and their murder grew increasingly frustrated, reaching down to her side she lifted upon a prop sword, veering it towards Grubkeeper's visor.
"You want art? Come get it." Muirea swirled back from Grubkeepers side, a coy smile painting her critters face as she swirled her great feathers.

Her movements were profound, she swirled and swayed to the beat of her own drum, a battle with no one but the air and yet each swirl and twist she made was so elegant and with such intent that Grubkeeper could not resist the urge to pluck up his own prop sword from the ground. Cautiously he followed her movements as she lead the way, "Why, you foe, know you not to come across I, the queen of shadows!" Muirea proclaimed, her voice bitter as she led into her character. Grubkeeper, looked to the script left upon the floor, as Muirea slowly lifted her foam blade to the side of his visor, "Look at me coward! No papers will prepare you for the flow of battle." And so hesitantly, Grubkeeper began to follow her guide, as their faux blades dueled it out, the two exchanged lines from by feeling the moment, embracing the characters, and understanding them as they dueled in unison.

After about five minutes of combat, Grubkeeper let Muirea pretend to slide her blade into his side, pretending to frailly droop to the floor as she mimiced tugging out the blade from his side. And as Wyvern stared on with great excitement, Grubkeeper just couldn't keep his mouth shut, "You know it'd be much better if they kis-" And he yet he wouldn't finish his sentance before Muirea gave him a good kick up the arse.