Finished Folds (1—9)
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0"So, thought you could untangle our little operation aye?" Slowly, fowl smelling gas began to seep into the room, but it didn't make me sleepy, I became more and more awake, until
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1If only I had my summoning book, but that thing would take up the entire backpack. Finally, I decided to use the only morphing spell I knew, the streetlight grew legs and began
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6How many times had he told himself not to do this, stupid jungle operations always left him in a bad mood. As he pushed the brush out of the way, he was finally there. Time to
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0return to Transelvania. The boat was just leaving, he leapt on board as the ramp came up. Then he realised he was going to be stuck on the boat for some time, "This should be fun"
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0hand, being mad, but soon realised that it probably wouldn't work there. He grabbed the nearest thing he he could, a pen. It made a stereotypical sciency noise, then jumped onto a
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1Luckily, the crazy cat lady down the street specialised in wizard outfits. Now that I think about it, it was oddly convenient... Still, with the annual wizard olympics so close,
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1Slowly, that stunned silence became plain silence. He realised what was happening and jammed his earplugs in. Slowly, the whole crowd fell into a grid formation. This must mean
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0remove them would be highly unsatisfactory for both parties. In a burst of genius, he realised that all he had to do was burn the clothes themselves, but he'd have to be quick, or
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1He did it, he pulled out the bottle of vodka and boiled the beans in it. Slowly, he placed one in his mouth. His senses exploded. As the light faded from his eyes... he burped.