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that his transformation into Brock the Butterfly had begun. "You have pulled the wings off one of my people for the last time," he growled. "Take your magnifying glass and begone!"
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or their battle. They stood back to back, walked 10 paces, turned, and opened up dueling lemonade stands. Obama sampled both, and declared the two gunslingers' drinks to be equally
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mcision, and this had quickly become the weirdest Bris he'd ever attended. Peter shook his fist at the wild clown, liver spots flaring with indignation. The Rabbiclown was banished
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and, hooting a word of magic, transformed the banana into a golden spear: the Potasseract. He hurled it at SantaMonkey's sleigh, and it hit one of the eight winged orangutans.
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The child ran from the building, carried out into the night on tiny feet. The child looked for help, but seeing the stars above, quieted. There are stories everywhere. We can pick.
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destroyed the Fringe Cinema with a blast from the Tesla tower. Not so nice after all, that teen. We saw some of those 20 toaster ovens strewn about, but few had survived the bang.
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But metaphorical wounds heal the quickest, and the dragon's head was still attached. It leapt into the sky as well and roared, searching for the shadowy figure with the katana. It
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"Because soon," I gasped, hand on my sparing-bruised ribs, "the assassin will turn her eyes to the ballet. And we dancers must learn to fight back." Sensai Kai was thoughtful. He
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pish scientist/sleuth Nick Cage dropped his Nobel prize at his feet. If he couldn't catch the sheep-killing ram with the novel horns, he didn't deserve to call himself Sheepfriend.
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stir my blood alive again. Tickle me proper, that one could. But Big Betty wasn't there. In fact, none of the other gals had seen her in a week. I left the brothel and
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By then the dull, scrapping noise had faded, but he wasn't any calmer for it. The noise still lived in his mind. He knew he had to press onward, though. They were counting on him.
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There were five of them in the room, but only two still lived. Karen stood, narrowed eyes never leaving Geoff. "Which one of us did this?" he asked, voice thick. She didn't know.
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his fanged face. I searched for powdered garlic in the larder, and finding a jar, I stabbed the stake inside to coat it. Dr. Acula stepped back, scorn melting into giddy terror.
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attention turned back to her a moment after her question, all thoughts of her inky hair forgotten. I had to think of a lie, and quickly. Two could play at stealth.
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The time traveller from that forgotten past grinned madly at Edwin's grandfather, who shrank back. "Because you weren't meant to be." The old man blinked once, then reached for his
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He'd sell his soul to win, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. He bent over the fennel and lamb hash, sweat beading on his brow. "Cook," he thought. "Damn you, cook!"
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but they always stare back at me with eyes as plastic as those bottles. The teeners have doomed civilization. I believe this is the beginning of the end. No... I belieb it...
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wriggle away from this stinky mess. To plop free, and slide down between the cracks, never to be seen again. But steam marked his passing, and O floated there, forever.
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I longed to lose myself in those cheesy folds. To be wrapped in a single-serving slice, like a coy Kraft king. I had tasted power, and I knew I would reheat this fantasy forever.