[Child of the 7th Age]

Cami wandered into the picnic site. Her eyes were glazed, and her hair was standing on end. She looked exhausted. "Ohhh," she groaned. "I've had a terrible week. I have a dragon friend who's quite ill and who keeps muttering curses against Mitadan. Plus, I am still waiting for pms. from one dear friend who have not responded. But I thought a bit of a picnic would cheer me up. I am supposed to be at work right now, but I snuck out to attend the picnic."

Then Cami spied Gamba sitting on the ground and lolling. She was very angry, and strode up to the boy.

"Have you finished writing out that poem I assigned you? You must finish your diary entry before you attend the picnic!" Cami snapped.

Gamba shook his head and slinked away to hide under the table. "If only Piosenniel was here......she would get me out of this unpleasant jam," he mused.