Midgets excited like a pup. Cant lie and say shes not. She takes Dags hand and both a them look happy. I cant blame them. Midget had me and Moms for a spell but we didnt do her any favors. Dag had herself a sister for a spell too but that sisters long gone. Its Midges turn to flypaper her ass to a different fly. For a sec the new pair a sisters look at me and theres no mistaking it, not even if youre a fool like me. Its a offer to join up with their new fam even though they know I dont belong. Irregardless its a nice offer. All I got to do is jump my ass in there and crack wise and be good old Jody like I always been. Sure, Midge might a took Dags hand first but Dags a insect now and shes got lots a extra hands for holding on to if holding ons what you mean to do. I guess it isnt though cuz I dont move.

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Dag and Midget cross the room graceful. Both a them step so gentle their feet dont crunch on anything. Its like theyre flying instead a walking. Flying like actual flies. Its beautiful as hell but I want to yell at them to stop. Midget enjoys standing on her head, right? How about I order her to do it right now? Stop flying, turn this whole situation upside down. But nothing I say now is going to change a thing, not for Robbie. He promised Dag a big ass event tonight and one way or the other hes gonna deliver it.

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Dag opens Robbies door super quiet and peeks in smiley and mischievous. I know Dag though. Under that purple slapped cheek shes never looked more full a wrath. The two a them tiptoe inside silent. Only mistake they make is how the dragon disc scrapes a big long scrape in Robbies door. Robbie, though, he doesnt groan or snore or sniffle or nothing. I guess hes asleep or drunk or just doesnt care what happens next.

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Door shuts soft. Im by my lonesome. No, man. This isnt how Halloweens supposed to go. I cant just stand here looking at a big long scrape on a door and hearing girlie whispers about how you need to rid yourself a ticks before they drain you out. Lucky for me theres new noises to think about. Little children. A big bunch a children. Theyre at the door. Dang, theyre straight up begging for treats.

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