A note from the author: Hi guys! It’s my birthday today so I decided to do a birthday special chapter. I had to split it into two parts tho bc there was too much words. Enjoy!

The Riddles of the phoenixes series

Through the eyes of the dark phoenixes

Chapter eighteen: Sunny’s birthday. Part 1

Time and space suddenly warp and a universe that a woman called Sunny joins times and all her characters are gathered together in a large building. It was a large white castle. Vines with roses on them crept up the walls and the grounds. The roses were bright colors. Red, orange, yellow, you name the color it was there.

All the different characters talk to each other and marvel at one another. In the crowd a mysterious girl with bright orange hair and eyes sits shyly in the crowd. She watches all the characters with a proud look on her face. “You’re up.” Nora said to a man. The man walks to the front of the stage. A giant sarco tried to follow him on stage. “No, no Betsy. You have to stay here.” The man whispered. Aaron. Elizabeth came up and stroked Betsy’s scaly head. Aaron messed with the microphone, trying in vain to speak into it. A loud whine echoed throughout the room. “Oops sorry! Is it working now? Anyone?” Aaron calls. “Yeah we can hear you!” Paul shouts. “Same over here!” Jenny calls. “We can to!” Josephina called. Aaron grins. “Ok! Good I haven’t worked a mike-roe-phone before.” The crowd chuckles. “Today we all are gathered here to celebrate our creator, Sunny’s, birthday!” Aaron exclaimed happily. “Sunny, will you come up here please?” The girl in the crowd with orange hair blushed and walked up to the stage. She was wearing a black dress to contrast her bright hair. “Thank you Aaron and thank you everyone for coming here today to celebrate my birthday! I really really appreciate you guys so much and I’m so proud of y’all.” Sunny said, her face lighting up like the sun. She wiped a tear of happiness from her cheek. Cheers rang from the crowd. “Sunny,! Sunny! Sunny! Sunny!” The crowd cheered.”Sunny! Sunn-”

“HEY!” A loud voice bellowed. The crowd immediately went silent and turned with disdainful expressions to Michael who had shouted. “I know how to make this evening even better!!! Me and Emma get married!!!” He cried. Emma scoffed. “Never gonna happen.” Andrew snarled, and held on to Emma’s hand tightly. “Boo! Boo! Boo!” The crowd cried at Michael. “Go away!” Daniel yelled. Michael’s face turned red in embarrassment. His mother pulled him down from the barrel he was standing on. “Son, you need to learn something…NEVER EVER…….stand on barrels. You could get hurt.” His father said. Michael rolled his eyes. “Right.”

-SunnyFox57