“The animations in this town blow, Philip.”
“I know Philip.”
“Better wake up Marion. I’m ready to blow this town.”
“Marion,” the non-bearded Philip begins to call. “Oh Mar-ion,” he sings softly. “Come out come out wherever you’re at.”
“Twinkle, twinkle,” jokes the bearded Philip.
Insert transmutation sound…
“50,000 linden dollars,” Marion Star Harding begins. “For all the mysteries of Caledonia unlocked. Will save you 5 years worth of research.”
A pause. “What about the girl?” Philip inquires.
“You can throw her in too. The shapeshifter.”
“But that’s *you*.”
They wait. Another transmutation doesn’t take place.
“She must be upstairs,” offers Philip.
“Yes,” Marion quickly agrees. “Since neither one of us are her. Upstairs, yes. On the bed. With *1* animation.”
Heidi Hunt Ives
stayed motionless tossed and turned all night. It was those darn boat horns. “Look out, look out!” they repeatedly cried. “I’m over here! Watch it! Can you see me! If you can’t here’s another blare from my horn, blow blow!”
It doesn’t always have to be fog in the harbor.
Better get up, though, and talk to the partners in crime, she grumbled inwardly while trying to fully rouse herself. Moving day, she guessed.