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### "Do you like it, Za?" Khanza didn't answer. The girl seemed busy with ice cream in her hand. Three-colored ice cream that is made like a mountain in a bowl, then sweetened with oreo and wafers. This made Kenzo smile and look down to find the expression on Khanza's face. As soon as he lowered his head, Khanza apparently turned her head and smiled broadly. Very cute smile. The first smile Kenzo saw from Khanza. Not only her lips, but Khanza's eyes were smiling. And it made Kenzo's smile disappear. The guy immediately looked away and cleared his throat.

It made me realise the importance of being mindful of our words and treating others with kindness and respect. Noah and Sebastien were busy organising a picnic on one of the mountain tops, and everyone seemed to be looking forward to it. It promised to be a fun time away from our parents' watchful eyes. Harper, Charlotte, and Lilly were taking charge of the event planning, while Noah, Sebastien, Gemma, and Jewels worked on figuring out the evening's entertainment. I had a strong hunch that they intended to sneak some alcohol into the gathering, and I suspected Miles or Oliver might be the ones behind it. While everyone was eagerly anticipating the picnic, I couldn't shake the feeling of bein

I rushed back to the failing birthday party hoping that if could far enough away that I could outrun the embaressment of the last five minutes. "Where have you been?" scolded Oakly, "And what happened to your clothes? Do you think this pack wants a Luna who skirts her duties to hang lazily around the estate wearing nothing, but rags?" Oakly had managed to change her own luck a little bit and was showing a couple of pups how to string beads into their own bracelets. I had managed to tie enough pieces of my clothing together that everything important was covered. In lycanthrop culture wardrobe malfunctions such as these were not a very unusual occurrance.

“We need an ambulance.” “I leave for two seconds . . . ” Pink Bunny stomps a furry foot. “What happened?” “Dunno.” The unicorn waves plush hooves. “Steve was, ah, with a toy, I think the Mounty Pounder, and then maybe his heart or something . . . ” “No names!” Angry Fox stomps for the door. “They can’t be here! Can’t see this!” “It’s okay.” Carrie bends and places the pizza at her feet. “We’ll just get paid and be, ah, on our way . . . ”

Yet, she’d reduced herself to talking about it like she was an idiot, and it was just any old house. “Cool.” Carly began to chatter on about the song on the radio, Pearl Jam’s newest release, and how she had so much trouble understanding Eddie Vedder as she made her way to Amber’s house, which was in one of the richer neighborhoods, over by the town lake. “We have so much water in this town!” Carly proclaimed. “The lake, Muddy Creek, the lagoon.” “Oh, gross,” Beth said making a face similar to the ones of disgust she’d seen the other girls make. “I’m not sure that counts as water.”

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“And where there’s one, there’s a thousand.” Though she wanted to know what a Creeper was, Ru didn’t get the question out before the sound of a thousand fingernails scritching across chalkboards filled her ears and the shadows multiplied, the form of the Creeper suddenly lost in a stampede of similar shaped creatures who filled the spaces alongside it and began to scurry down the walls, their inky black shadow selves causing the darkness to blacken. “Are they… demons?” “Sort of,” Lyric replied. “Can I blast them?”

Drake was enjoying his lunch and maybe a cold beer on the tractor. We were busily chewing our sandwiches when Bobby asked, “You hitting the movie tonight? Think it’s a monster flick. Creature from the Black Lagoon.” I swallowed and nodded. “Absolutely. Last week’s movie was Little Orphan Annie. So lame. Gonna meet up with Bill Ward. He loves those old monster movies.” Bobby smiled. “Funny. Pastor’s Kid into horror movies. But he’s pretty solid. Not like some PKs.” “Yeah, he’s cool. Got a nice comic book collection, too.”

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe