Fleur Licked The Frosting Off Her Dagger
secret clubs, secret organizations- barely used pajamas
- lavishly fringed with wool yarn
- zebra wallpaper, and glitter skulls
- All you have to do is plop
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Fleur licked the frosting off her dagger, while staring daggers in my direction. It’s not too unusual to have a so-called secret weapon, but my wife excelled at it. In addition to the dagger that had appeared from some clever concealed place, I knew she had secret crossbows, secret blowguns, secret clubs, secret organizations to dream up yet more clandestine armamentations. But for the moment she was distracted by the cake. Tessa and Jim got in line for their slices, but I didn’t find it all that appealing.
With the talent show at last concluded, I could leave the auditorium. I roamed the airship’s corridors until I discovered an unlocked door into a random stateroom. Upon the bed lay some barely used pajamas lavishly fringed with wool yarn, upon the walls was aqua-and-pink zebra wallpaper, and glitter skulls overflowed the suitcase on the stand in the corner.
“You can stay for as long as you like,” came an unfamiliar voice from behind me. “All you have to do is plop your bod into those jammies and get cozy.” Someone had come out from the bathroom, cutting me off from the corridor.
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