I have an idea

Ok i have an idea. each of us writes a sentence and then the other people each write what happens next and we can compare them. so heres my sentence. you guys write what happens next and you can write your own sentence for me (and anyone else) to write what happens next.

Sitting on the hard, dry ground, a young inquisitive boy quietly listened to his siblings squabbling.

If you want you can write more than one sentence.

Fabu Fabu

Hey dudes!

heres a bit more of my story.

“I quite agree!” King Quentin exclaimed. The servants came in carrying trays of steaming food and set them on the table.
“Sylvie! Oh, where is she?” said a voice from the outside.
“Oh!” Sylvie gasped, “I forgot to get the rolls out of the oven!” She got up and carefully crept out the door. Running to the kitchen, she bumped into Miss Kitrana.
“Sylvie,” she said in a silky voice, “What are you in such a hurry for? And coming from the royalties’ quarters.” She gave Sylvie a skeptical look. “I do believe ‘tis bad luck to run in the corridors.” She slipped past and into the dining room.
“Oh yes, and by the way, I suggest you stay out of the secret rooms. You’ll only get in more trouble than you’re already in,” she added poking her head around the corner.
“What?” Sylvie whispered to herself.
“Sylvie! Don’t just stand there! Get to the kitchen!” Margaret cried, carrying dirty dishes from the dining room.