Rounding Error - Lauren Ipsum: A Story About Computer Science and Other Improbable Things - page 12

“'Round he goes!”
“Where will he stop?”
“Stones all a-juggle,”
“but the lizard won't— mmph! ”
Just as one of the birds was about to catch Xor, Laurie hit it in the beak with a nice big clod
of dirt. A Round Robin can catch anything. But it can't catch two things!
She caught Xor as he fell and ran away as fast as she could. Stones and furious Robins flew
everywhere as the flock lost its rhythm. Some tried to chase her, but they were too fat to keep
up and too angry to rhyme.
“No fair!”
“No fair!”
“You stole our snack!”
“Come back!”
“No fair!”
“You stole . . .”
“Are you okay?” Laurie said.
“No . . . yes . . . maybe.” Xor was breathing hard. They both were. The little lizard didn't
look hurt, but he was scared out of his wits. “Birds!”
“This is why you have to blend in, isn't it?” she asked. “Birds want to eat you.”
“I hate birds.”