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November 25th, 2024

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Happy Thanksgiving week to my US friends and family. It’s never not weird to me that it’s so close to Christmas lol. Feels like it takes away from both holidays? That’s a lot of travel? Huge grocery budget close together?

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Evil had sunk past his forehead now and only the tips of his horns and ears, and his defiantly waving social finger, were still above the water. Old AND new Evil had always been good at defiance. Crack had always been secretly jealous, if only he could borrow just a bit of that attitude. A parting gift from his cocky brother then. He could live like Evil for the last few minutes of his life. It would be a fitting homage.

Crack burst up through the mist and kept going. He was quickly the height of a four story human built apartment building and he looked around in surprise. He had forgotten what a jolt of confidence, or maybe unbalanced arrogance, could do in this place. He growled and stomped his huge foot beside the whirlpool of Evil’s demise. The water rippled in a great spreading wave and a shocked Evil popped out and into the air. Crack caught him and they looked at each other in surprise. Evil grinned and gave him a thumbs up with the arm that was still sticking out of the side of his head. Crack was too reserved to grin back, but he gave himself a nice mental pat on the back. He’d manipulated the environment too. Lionel wasn’t the only one skilled at this place.

He tossed Evil up into the air and manifested a copy of Murder under him, large enough to keep them both aloft. Evil whooped in glee and banked around Crack’s head, while Murder honked. Crack cracked a smile, then folded in half with a gasp as a giant potato came out of nowhere and hit him in the stomach. 

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