The Never-Ending Labyrinth At The Bottom Of The Cellars

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

Cool.
You're wearing your ball dress! 

[lass of something much]

erm, yes

[Booklover]

These children are ingrates.

So we're Blackthorns? Cool! (except most of you are mundanes).

[The Skarzs]

Ingrateful.

[Booklover]

If you keep using that word, or any derivatives or roots, I will have to label you as Zara Dearborn, and you really don't want that.

[The Skarzs]

Mm.

[lass of something much]

the birdie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:3

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

No. The hoiho. (maori name for the yellow-eyed penguin)

[lass of something much]

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[Booklover]

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[lass of something much]

 

[The Skarzs]

There is no cheese down here.

[lass of something much]

  silly troll, I was calling the Cheese!.

[Kade Rivok]

There is no cheese down here.

There used to be.  But I ate it all.

[The Skarzs]

Yes I did.