There Was Something Odd
it was *very* purple- the cylindrical shape is the central theme
- where no New Yorker has gone before
- glass eyes and hand-implanted yak hair
- arrived with two children
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There was something odd about the wedge of camembert on the side of the bathtub. For one thing, it was *very* purple. For another thing, I could see several half-inch tall minotaurs prancing about on it. The THC content promised to be monumental.
As Fleur settled herself into the suds with me (and with Tessa, although she didn’t know it) she said, “When you’re dealing with a wheel of cheese, the cylindrical shape is the central theme. But then, when you cut into it, you open up a pizza-slice shape that will take you where no New Yorker has gone before.” Her pupils were dilated and her words slowed, just from touching the dosed camembert.
“Darling,” I said, “why don’t you take the first nibble.”
She happily took me up on my chivalry, and consumed half of the edible in a single bite. As she chewed, her expression grew so vacant she seemed like a doll. A very expensive, anatomically correct doll, with glass eyes and hand-implanted yak hair, lounging in a bubble bath with me.
I gently raised Tessa by the shoulder so she would know it was safe to surface. “Fleur won’t remember any of this,” I said.
We heard the outer door of my quarters bang shut. Tessa grabbed a deep breath and hid under the bubbles once again just as the bathroom door banged open and Isolde arrived with two children in her arms.
“Are these some of yours?” she asked. “That seems to be the safe bet, but I wondered if you could tell.”
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