“Ahh. Good to be home.”
—–
“What is that enchanting music, eh?
“And how are you tonight, Ms. Teebestia. Long time no see!”
“H-how did *you* get here?”
“And good to see you too(!). I got here the same way everybody does. By logging in and changing clothes if needed.” Axis inspects Teebestia more carefully. “But, hmm, I see you don’t have that need. The logging in, I mean. You are just a prop!”
“Shhh. Baker Bloch is listing in.”
Axis turns toward the piano; sees a large, pale, somewhat blood splattered vampire playing the tune he was so admiring before and after entering the castle. So captivating. He must ask the name. But: Baker Bloch?
He calls over to the vampire. “Baker Bloch?”
The piano playing screams to a halt. Literally: a scream, a very high pitched one and nothing like Pitch’s actual voice. He was channeling a certain spider, but the spell has ended. He doesn’t know how to play the piano. He lifts his suddenly non-talented hands away from the keyboard. Pitch Darkly no more.
—–
“W-what are *you* doing here?”
“Exactly what I said,” Teebestia quickly followed.
“Well,” Axis replied after a pause. “Aren’t *we* a fine 3-n-1, eh?”
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