“There’s No Time to Explain”
giraffe bikini- making laser noises from the shadows
- thick, plastic liquid that hardens in a few hours
- brothers and sisters I’ve apparently never met
- gripping the animal by its dainty hooves
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“There’s no time to explain,” I said. “We have to get to Twerkistan.”
“We can’t.” said Tessa. “The weather is awful, and all you’re wearing are giraffe bikini briefs.”
I sighed. “You’re right. I wish my clothes would dry faster.”
“So since we do in fact have the time, why don’t you tell me who you think the cop is.”
“She’s not really a cop. She just likes to dress like one.” I tried to think how best to describe her. “Her name is Jessamin. She’s my sister, and she’s a villain. I’ve been chasing her for years, and she’s always one step ahead of me, making laser noises from the shadows and laughing. Once she broke into my room and dipped all my most precious things in a thick, plastic liquid that hardens in a few hours.”
“You have brothers and sisters I’ve apparently never met,” Tessa said.
“I have brothers and sisters I’ve never met. My parents got around.”
I shuddered at the memory of my stuffed pegasus, once so soft and cuddly. I pictured Jessamin preparing to encase it in plastic, gripping the animal by its dainty hooves, a wicked grin on her face.
But what was she doing interfering with a police investigation in Twerkistan?
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