Death By Chocolate

She watched the birds gather outside.

She heard cawing of crows as they fought over food.

"Yes, eat my pretties," She whispered, rubbing her hands together menacingly, "Soon you'll be too fat to fly!"

She aimed her gun, about to fire a net - when a brick plummeted down, knocking her out.

Crows all gathered around her, rubbing their wings menacingly, laughing.

"Stupid human! Thinking we'd be food!"

"What should we do with her?" One asked.

"Feed her until she's too fat to FLY!"

"That won't take long."

They laughed, stuffing her with cake.

"Death by chocolate! The most delicious murder!"