-Chapter Twelve-

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James Sirius: You're really wolfing down that pie,eh, Teddy?
Teddy: ...
James: Ha! Beat that my friend!
Teddy: ...
Teddy: ...
Teddy: ...
Teddy: Doe I'd rather not, it behooves me to tell you, though your jokes were once fawned upon, they have become rather stag-nant
Victiore: *snorts*
James: *jaw drops*
Teddy: *finger guns James* Game, Set, and match, my friend.

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