☼ Chapter 36: That Unicorn Gets More Exercise Than Me

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Sorry for the late-ish update

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Sorry for the late-ish update.

I was too caught up in school and preparing to turn my phone into the store.

My soul feels empty 🙃

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My soul feels empty 🙃

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"Sage," I groan to him, letting him know I'm irritated with him at the moment. "Did you take Mr. Nibbles!"

"For the last time, Lavender. I did not take your creepy stuffed rainbow unicorn." Sage huffs out at me for about the third time in the last five minutes or so. UGH!

I sigh really loudly, leaving his room, going into Violet's room.

"Violet..." I trail off when I see she's already asleep. Shoots! Whoever stole Mr. Nibble's is a dead man! Rat tail hider is sure to have it. She's a dead man! ...er...woman?...girl?

I open Ivory's bedroom door wide open, looking around for my precious. I look under her bed and under her pillows. I raise an eyebrow when I see that she has a rusty butter knife under her pillow. What a weird child. I continue to search all over her room and pause when I feel the presence of a devil.

I cautiously turn around and see Ivory standing in the middle of her room with her hands on her hips. I blink at her about seven times and just stand there, not doing anything. This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life!

"Can I help you?" She narrows her eyes at me and I nod my head up and down. Yes you can Ms. Rat tail rainbow unicorn plushie stealing rattata snake!

"Yes, have you seen my Mr. Nibbles." I pause and inch closer to her face. "Huh? Huh?!" I widen my eyes at her.

"No, I don't have your stupid toy. Now if you excuse me, I need to have my beauty sleep." Ivory walks past me and into her bed. "Turn the lights off before you leave, my slave." Ivory mutter dreamily and I huff, rolling my eyes at her.

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