The Mystery Teahouse

Chapter One - I Want Cake
Leaping looked at the sky. "Dancer, do you ever wonder if we're alone in the universe?"

"Leaping, not this again." The cougar sighed. "Yes, no, I have no idea."

Leaping, a large stag, shook his head with a huff. "There could be MAGIC out there."

Dancer pointed to the alpha headquarters as they passed it. "There's magic in there."

The tall deer sighed. "No, more magic. Magickeyer magic."

" 'Magickeyer magic.' Leaping, please." Dancer chuckled slightly. "Do you know if there's a food place around? I want cake."

"That's oddly specific. Why cake?" The deer bent his long neck to turn and look at his companion.

Dancer shrugged. "I just want cake."

"We-e-e-ell," Leaping said, pawing the ground, "I heard that there was a new teahouse somewhere around here. We could get scones or cake there, I'm sure."

Dancer grinned. "Awesome! Let's go find it!