A Slayer With Wings
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MatureComplete Tue, Oct 24, 20171h 25m
***Book Three of the Orson Goldbloom tetralogy***
"What?" she exclaims. "Trixie is captain?!"
I nod firmly. "Yeah. Today's not April Fool's Day, and looks like the All-Father's brain is clouded as f😠😠😠."
"Language, Orson!"
I look at her puppy eyes, and decide I don't care. "Evangeline, I'd love to tell you that I've been yanking your tail, but I'm not. Trixie is our new head."
"What the f-" she sounds as if she would start swearing herself.
"Language, my sweet Angel," I say. "The gesture is cute, though."
"Go f-" she seems to be unable to speak the word.
I grin. Let's do this the fun way. "Read after me: duck."
"Duck," she copies.
"Luck."
"Luck."
"Buck."
"Buck."
"Tuck."
"Tuck."
"Muck."
"Muck."
"F😠😠😠."
"Fff...uh..."
I sigh and facepalm. "Evangeline Youngspire, you are officially hopeless."
"I'll take that as a compliment," she says, all smiley.
"Oh, of course, you little sh😤😤!" I cry.
Puppy eyes, oh how I hate you.
"Orson, that's mean!" she pouts.
"B😣😣😣😣!" I cry. "Little sl😡😡!"
"Orson, you're impossible."
I smile, raising my voice a few hundred octaves higher. I brush back my hair exaggeratedly and say as Evangelinely as I can, "I'll take that as a compliment."
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