"Fortunately we all took a different area," Doc explains, smiling. "I did the back yard, Marty did front, and Victor took the Inkwell itself. So I'm here, Victor's in the back, and Marty's doing the Inkwell."
"And of course nobody else knows where they are," Dee reminds her. She tilts her head. "Except you, I guess, if you read everybody's minds. . .but don't tell me, okay?"
"If you just want candy, you'll have to ask those two," Doc says, pointing to where Forgotten Vows and Butterfly Boy are perched on the roof. They wave. "They seem to have procured their own private stash."
"Anything chocolate never lasts long in the Inkwell!" Forgotten Vows calls.
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27/4/17 03:01 (UTC)"And of course nobody else knows where they are," Dee reminds her. She tilts her head. "Except you, I guess, if you read everybody's minds. . .but don't tell me, okay?"
"If you just want candy, you'll have to ask those two," Doc says, pointing to where Forgotten Vows and Butterfly Boy are perched on the roof. They wave. "They seem to have procured their own private stash."
"Anything chocolate never lasts long in the Inkwell!" Forgotten Vows calls.
"Yes, I wonder why. . ."