Subject: As if shoddy candy would stop them.
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Posted on: 2022-11-02 09:50:26 UTC

"A wifard if nefer late," Oleander said around a handful of candy that seemed to have portalled itself to his mouth. "Nor if he early. He arrifes preficely when he nom nom nom."

Bella leant over and prodded her brother. "You're not dressed as a wizard, Ol."

"Am too." Oleander stuck out a tongue stained black with liquorice. "I'm the Great Wizard Tomathon Nookington. All shall love me and de-stare!"

"I'm despairing all right," Tanfin muttered. "How have you managed to get so many drips on that costume so fast?"

"He has skills," Jasmine said gravely, swiping a small chocolate bar that had somehow survived in the bowl to that point. "I possess certain compromising photographs suggesting you had the same issues, dear brother."

"Jas', don't!" Tanfin hissed, darting a look at John. Then his brow furrowed. "Wait - what photos? Is this just a Wednesday thing?"

Daphne slipped between her siblings and smiled at Christianne, taking a few candies. "Mom likes liquorice," she said, popping a few into her pumpkin and unwrapping a butterscotch for herself.


They're a day late because they persuaded Constance to go out into town for the evening, then converted the dining room in the west wing into a ridiculously elaborate haunted house. Dafydd blithely went along with the whole thing, then told the kids they had to clean it all up before Connie got home. They almost managed, too.

hS

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