The young magi was in her room when someone knocked on the door.

“Hello?” she asked, pushing the door open.

She saw her friend, Callie, standing outside. Her blond hair blew in the wind, and her blue eyes were wide.

“The Evil sorcerer is coming!” she said.

The magi looked at her.

“Oh, come on, Sarah. You MUST know what that means!” Callie said exasperatedly.

Sarah continued to stare.

“THE BLUE COWS ARE COMING!!” Callie yelled. Sarah raised an eyebrow.

“And I should care about this... why?” she asked. Callie, showing her true blondness, looked shocked.

“Why would you NOT care about the blue cows?” she said. Sarah rolled her eyes.

“Go talk to Carolyn,” she said, and shut the door in the elf's face.

Carolyn was witch. Not personality wise; it just meant that she had to use a wand instead of her hands like a magi or sorcerer would. Carolyn didn't understand the blue cow theorm either.

“But why are they a threat?” she asked a very annoyed Callie.

“Because, after the blue cows is... THE CLOWNS!!” Callie moaned. Carolyn blinked, then started laughing.

“This isn't funny!” Callie moaned.

“Oh yeah, clowns and cows taking over the world is not funny at all!” Carolyn said, still laughing. She too shut the door.

Callie stood there, in the cold, looking utterly bewildered. Then, she had an idea. If she went to the Grand Council, they would tell her to take two people to save the world. So, the next day, coming back from the council meeting, a smirking elf walked up to Sarah's door.

Sarah's brown-haired gray-eyed self looked out the door.

“Oh, hi Cal,” she said upon seeing her friend. Callie handed her a letter, still smirking.

Sarah knew perfectly well that this could mean nothing good, so she opened the letter slowly, her eyes scanning the pages. Then she looked up.

“You went t the Grand Council about BLUE COWS?!” she said, completely stunned.

“And clowns,” Callie corrected. Sarah glared at her, and went back inside to pack.

They both went to see Carolyn, and Sarah told her what Callie had done, who was now looking very pleased with herself. Crolyn groaned, and packed, and then they were off, to locate the evil sorcerer.