anger and opinion

Anger and a friend sat crouched in a corner, coiled and ready to strike. Opinion came walking by, minding her own business, when she suddenly felt the sting of Anger's bite.

"Ow!" she cried, and looked down to see two tiny drops of poison beading on her skin. "What did I do to you?"

But Anger didn't say a word. He just pointed to Sadness, who stood beside him with slumped shoulders and downcast eyes.

Opinion frowned. "Which one of you bit me?" she demanded.

"We both did," they said in unison. "I was the reason," said Sadness. "And I was the rhyme," echoed Anger.

Opinion looked at them for a moment, thinking. Then without replying, she turned and walked away.

She decided not to visit that corner anymore.