"Monkey?!?" Harriette squeaked. She wrote those words down as well. She liked monkeys a lot. Not parrots. They could copy you, and that was never fun.

A monkey is now on her soulder. Apparently its someones pet, it has a collar.


Guess saying monkey atteacted it

Harriette immediately grabbed the monkey by its collar so it wouldn't run off. Wasn't there a rule with leashes and pets?

Yep. But no rule thay you had to keep them with you.

Harriette sighed. "Well, you might as well be mine now." she said, and petted its head.

A girl runs down the hallway. "Hey, have yoi seen my-Oh good grief, Hamilton ehat are you doing!?!" The monkey was poking in Arriets pockets.

Harriette gently placed the monkeys paws away from her pockets, and handed the monkey to the girl. "Here you go. He was just running around, and when I said monkey, he came to me." Harriette shrugged. And tried to listen in again.

The monkey jumped back on het.


:Yeah sorry. My stepbrother made him jump o peopkwhonsaid Monkey....quite annoying." Theonkey jumped back. "Andid youre trying to listen in. It wontwok. They write the important juicy stuff out and talk nonsense so eavesdroppers dont know."

Harriette groaned. "I will get them all!" she growled, "Can't I just know a smidgen about what's happening? Man, I'm going crazy. I'm Harriette." Harriette said, sticking out her hand in a type of friendship.

"Im Orkhanna." Shakes hand.