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short story

“I think it will be a good day in BoB today, don’t you think sister of mine?”

“BoB willing. Let me check my hand mein sister.”

“The veins indicate good fortune and good weather. The arteries I feel inside the veins dictate strength within weakness.” She put her ivory hand back in her lap. “It is time to venture out into the No Sayers Land. It is time to say Yes to No.”

“Last time…” Esther ventured.

“I know, I know. We will take Terrible Tarantula this time for ease of negotiation. Bring forth the Cage of Time!”

Significant pause. “I don’t know where that is sister of mine. We might have left it at Jim’s. How about the Fence of Space?”

“Very well,” Esther relents. “The Fence… of Space!”

“There he is, mein sister,” quivered Esther, turning around to behold the manifested demon dog corralled by an invisible barrier. “The terrible, horrible Tarantula. More Terrible than Horrible, hence the name.

“That one day when he ate friend Jim Buffet was pretty horrible,” offered sister Mamie.

“Indeed. But also terrible. And Terrible is what we need today to protect. What else do we got?”

“Erm, Plaid the Imploder? That’s all I got.”

“Bring forth! Wait… we need a safe container… forgot. Always forgetting that. Let’s see Fence of Space — Terrible Tarantula’s occupying that right now. Can’t let *him* loose like before. “How about the Box of Chocolates. Box of Chocolates!” she summons.

“Oh no! Left open!” they screamed in terrible, horrible unison.

Jim had just killed his two bestest friends he ever had in the world. He observes from heaven. “Oh no! Left open!” he cries in turn. But with sarcasm.

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