*The sixth chapter was written in a thin and elegant hand, as if it was bound at a later date.*
The owner of the hotel saw how the four musicians were in a tight spot. He scratched his chin and soon came up with a good idea:
"It's okay if you don't have money. If you can put up a good performance, then you can have a feast!"
The four friends soon realized something: Wasn't this the perfect opportunity to make a name?
Then, the four friends quickly agreed to the offer.
The guests in the hotel all stopped eating and looked at the four animals in the middle of the room, looking forward to the performance.
Finally, the four stepped onto the stage.
However, there were no instruments here and no drums. How could they have a performance?
After a long time, the smartest member had an idea. The old black cat cleared its throat.
"Meow meow meow, hey check it out! The blizzard is nigh and we're trapped, no doubt!"
"Our stomachs are grumbling, so food's what we're about! And this rap performance will be our payout!"
The other three animals immediately understood what the old cat wanted to do. The old donkey knocked on the floor with its hooves, and the old hound and rooster imitated the sounds of drums and cymbals with their throats and made an accompanying beat.
Everyone in the room was shocked. They had never heard this type of music before, but were deeply attracted to this lively beat.
The hotel owner was also moved and offered a hearty meal to the talented musicians, as he had promised.
After that, the names of the four old mates spread throughout Belobog.
They were even invited by the Supreme Guardian to perform "rap" at the Golden Theater.
Then, the four musicians finally achieved their dream at Belobog and lived happily ever after. This art form called "rap" continued till today, becoming popular amongst the families living in the Underworld.