Chapter Thirty-One- Lucas

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So after 2 minutes of blatant lying to Cassandra, Vikrum and Janesse stormed into my room, their expressions murderous. 

"YOU KILLED A HUMAN!?" Janesse shrieked, her eyes red.

"Maybe."

"Lucas you are grounded. For 2 years."

"Right."

"LUCAS ALEX BIRCH HOW DARE YOU!?"

"Mmm."

This continued for about an hour. In the middle of the argument I picked up my ukulele again.

When the finally left, I sat and cried. Manly, I know. Barty was attacking a sock across the room.

"Dude," He said, still pouncing about, "If you put together the amount of times Vikrum said you were grounded, you wouldn't be able to leave the house for the next 3 million years."

"Thanks man." I sighed. My best friend was a talking cat with 5 hormonal kittens. AGH! 

"Man, you know I can hear your thoughts, right?" He chuckled, pushing the sock aside.

"Sorry. What would you do Barty?"

"Well first I'd consider mental help, because you're actually taking advice from your cat."

"I'm serious!"

"Ok. For starters you shouldn't have lied to Cassie. Then you should throw that ukulele away. Then you should consult the big glass ball thing. That always makes you look smart."

So I got up, and strode towards the orb.

"Crystal ball, listen to my voice,

Show me images, show me noise,

My cries you hear, my face you see,

So tell me, solve this mystery."

The fog cleared.

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