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A Mouse, a Flask, and a Decision Part 1
Corey’s cabin was not too far from the town square and the workshop, but he could tell that Serendipity was growing tired, so he took a leisurely pace, allowing her to determine the speed of their procession.
The snow was still falling and whenever she thought that he was not looking, Serendipity would, occasionally, ensnare another snowflake with her tongue, as she had done so long ago in the accompaniment of her father. “Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked as they neared the street where his cabin stood.
“I believe I am,” Serendipity admitted. “Although I am rather tired. This is a bit too much movement for what I am used to.”
“I’m sure,” he agreed. “Well, we shall be at my home soon, you shall have your little friend back with you, and I shall ask my valet, Mr. Waddlebug, to fix you a spot of tea before we are off on our way back to England.”
“Mr. Waddlebug?” Serendipi
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Shaking his head, Corey tossed the card back on the counter out of the way. Then, returning his attention to Waddlebug, he said, “Prepare the tea, and make sure that you put this in her cup.” With that, he pulled the small flask containing the powerful blue liquid out of his pocket and shoved into the mitt of his assistant who stared at it in trepidation. “What is it?” Corey asked, still annoyed.“Nothing,” Waddlebug said, staring at the flask. “It’s only… I’m not sure I want to be a part of this. I don’t think you should do it, make her stay if she doesn’t want to.”With a huff, Corey took the flask back, shoving it into his pants pocket. “Fine. Then, when the tea is ready, call me in, and I shall put it in for you. All right?”Without saying a word, Mr. Waddlebug nodded solemnly and watched as Corey crossed back over to the door. As always, his disposition changed as he
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Corey’s face fell. “You’ve made up your mind then?” he asked solemnly.“Mr. Cane,” Serendipity said with a sigh, “my mind was made up before I even left my home, now wasn’t it?”“Yes, of course,” he replied, the disingenuous smile spreading over his face. “Will you excuse me a moment? I think I shall go check on Mr. Waddlebug.”“Certainly,” Serendipity said, returning her gaze to the fireplace.As Corey made his way into the kitchen, he let out a heavy sigh. It seemed he was going to have to do this the hard way after all.“Whatever is taking you so long? And why is that mouse still on the counter?” he asked, eyeing Pozzletot closely.“Oh, I… forgot to release him,” he replied, clearly not wanting to let Pozzletot go just yet.“And then there’s a matter of the gingersnaps. The ones I baked yesterday were a b
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Shoving the empty flask back into his pocket, Corey picked up the tray and walked into the great room. Serendipity looked as if she had dozed off perhaps. Her eyes flew open at the sound of the door, but she smiled at him, a sheepish expression on her face, and he sat the tray down next to her, taking one of the teacups in his hand as he did so. “Mr. Waddlebug wanted everything to be perfect. Sorry for the delay,” he explained taking his seat across from her.“Gingerbread!” Serendipity exclaimed, breathing in deeply. “How delightful!” She picked up the remaining teacup and set it aside. “Aren’t you going to have one?” she asked, gesturing at the tray of neatly dressed gents.“None for me,” Corey replied, sipping his tea slowly.“I’ve never been much of a gingerbread fanatic.”“No?” Serendipity questioned, choosing a nice fat fellow from amongst the group and brea
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Almost as quickly as Serendipity began her search, she heard a small squeaking in the corner behind a cupboard. “Pozzletot, is that you?” she asked hurrying over toward the sound. Sure enough, there he was crouched between a low cupboard and the wall. She hadn’t noticed the quick flick of Corey’s wrist that had summoned him to that location, nor did it occur to her to ask why he hadn’t simply used his magic to conjure the beast back into his possession once he realized the little mouse had stowed away to the North Pole in the first place.Rather, she was more focused on cuddling her long-lost friend, and snatching him up, she cradled him carefully in her hands, exclaiming, “Oh, Pozzletot, my sweet friend! I’m so happy to see you!” She smothered him with kisses and laughed as he squeaked in delight at the reunion as well.She felt Corey’s hand on her back before she realized he had crossed the room. “There we are
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When Serendipity finally awoke the next morning, sunshine was streaming through the window despite the thick green curtains, and she wondered how she had possibly slept so long. She hadn’t slept more than a few hours at a time in ages. Stretching, she glanced around the room and was overjoyed to see a still sleeping Pozzletot nestled on the pillow next to her. She giggled with glee as he scratched his nose in his sleep. She considered waking him but decided instead to let him sleep a bit longer and then quietly pulled herself from the bed.She crossed the room to the closet where she had hung her dress the night before, but upon throwing open the door, she was happily surprised to see a fresh frock hanging there. This one was in a bright blue, with a thick woolen cape hanging next to it, complete with matching hat and mittens.Beneath it sat a new pair of brown leather boots. “Oh, my!” she exclaimed, and bending down to snatch one up she saw that they w
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Serendipity shivered. “It’s a bit colder out there today, isn’t it?”“Yes, I believe so,” Corey agreed. “That’s why I made sure you had something warmer to wear today.”“Thank you,” Serendipity said thinking of the gray winter wear she had left in the closet. “You know, he does look a bit like an insect, it’s true,” she offered. “And he does waddle slightly, as well. I believe your assessment was rather spot on.” Corey laughed but did not respond, which prompted Serendipity to continue with her assessment. “Of course, if I were named based on my appearance, I should wonder what I would be called.”“Well, that depends,” Corey replied shrugging. “If you were named on the first day I met you, I would have to call you something very different than what I would name you on the last.”“And what would you call me today?”
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“I hope you don’t mind our intrusion, Your Majesty,” Serendipity offered as she stood at her full height. “It’s just, my father used to read stories about you to me as a small child, and I am honored to have the opportunity to meet you at long last.”“Stories? About me?” Ingrid said, smiling. “How lovely! I hope they were all pleasant ones.”“Yes, of course,” Corey interjected. “How could any story written about you be anything but pleasant?”“Indeed,” Ingrid nodded.“And have you read any such stories about my husband, Jack Frost?” she asked, looking at Serendipity.“Jack Frost is your husband?” Serendipity asked, amazed.“Yes, thanks to Mr. Cane,” the Snow Queen explained. “He was able to get the council to approve changing a mere mortal into a legendary character just for my benefit. Wasn’t that swe
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