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October 21 - October 25, 2022
He poked her in the side and cackled again. “I have fingers! And I—” His stomach audibly groaned, and he whimpered. “Ooooow. And I am starving. My stomach is bigger now. Breakfast? Food!” He shot to his feet and jumped from the bed, still entirely naked, took four steps, and fell to the ground. “Ow. Legs!” He growled down at the offending limbs like, well, a dog.
Abigail narrowed an eye at him. “If I might ask an indelicate question, what is wrong with you?” Puck cackled. “Wrong with me? Oh, baby doll, where do I begin?”
“I’m going boar hunting.”