The Muffin Man ✓

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Harry sat up quickly. What the hell was happening? Niall and Arie were standing there holding their stash. "Where did you get that?"

"From your secret compartment," Arie said smugly, swinging the bag. "Right by your bed."

Harry could feel his blood turning cold. "How the hell did you know about that?"

"Hey," Emma pointed at Niall. "Have you been spying on us?"

Niall blushed and smiled. "Maybe."

"Oh my God!" Emma just realized something. "You're that Headless Leprechaun that was looking through our window."

Harry glared at Niall. "What the fuck, that was you?"

Niall shrugged. "Yeah, but you guys were too messed up to know the difference."

Emma folded her arms across her chest. "Oh my God what else did you see?"

Niall giggled. "Heh heh heh."

Arie smacked Niall on the arm. "Anyway," she said. "We're missing the point here. We want in."

"Uh, yeah," Niall joined in. "You guys are doing pretty good, why not include us in your operation? We're the experts at growing and harvesting the stuff."

"That's right," Arie said. "Think about it. We do the growing and you continue with the selling. We can split the earnings four ways. It's the perfect setup."

"You already have good product," Niall said. "I can help you multiply it."

"What do you say?" Arie asked. "Do we have a deal?"

The Styles looked at the Horans for a moment. Then they suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Oh my!" Emma said between hysterical giggles. "I'm about to pee my pants."

"Best laugh I had all day!" Harry gasped as he held his gut.

"Us and you?" Emma said. "Get a clue, honey. We're the smart and successful ones. We've never been caught."

"Not even once." Harry bragged.

"You two have been busted like how many times?" Emma went on. "Are you trying to drag us down to your level? Please."

Harry leaned forward. "Listen, girls," he addressed both Horans. "It's really cute that you want to do your little thing, but guess what? You are minor league puppies. We're the Alpha dogs. You can never be on our level. You can't even touch us."

"Damn straight," Emma said. "Plus aren't you two on probation? You're in the Second Chance Project thing. We took you in to make us look good."

The Horans were not fazed by the insults as they persisted.

"We'd make a great team," Niall said. "We can do this if we put our minds to it."

Emma shook her head. "I don't think so."

"What about A.?" Niall tried to play his ace card.

Harry narrowed his eyes. "A? What do you know about that?"

"I overheard you talking about this A." Niall went on. "You said you wanted to get away from it. Our plan can help you solve your A. ptoblem, whatever it is."

It was Harry and Emma's turn to smirk at each other. Clearly Niall didn't know who A. was, so they didn't have anything to worry about.

"No, thank you," Emma said. "We're good."

Arie sighed. "Well then you leave me with no other choice." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a DVD.

"What's that supposed to be?" Emma scoffed.