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"I can’t leave all the fun to all of you." "There’s nothing fun about fighting for your life," Fineon scolds. Letting out a growl of annoyance, I narrow my gaze until Fineon bursts into laughter that becomes almost contagious. "What’s so funny?" Uncle Ramone asks, popping up beside me. "I’d like a good laugh." "Fineon’s face," I offer, earning myself a swat on the ass from Fineon. "I’m just kidding." "I would say he has a funny face," Uncle Ramone agrees. "But I don’t want to piss him off in case I need his assistance later."

she smiled as she winked at Jessy. “Well, this is called a bribe. You should be loyal to me, Fan-Fan,” Nayla hit Fanny, slowly. “Hahaha,” now, Jessy laughed with satisfaction at her victory. That is, when the three of them have gathered, the whole room will be full of jokes and laughter. Of the three, Fanny is the slowest and most innocent. Because of his innocence, she is often the subject of jokes by Jessy and Nayla. Even so, Fanny was never angry, she was actually happy because she could cheer up her friends.

"We're hoping you'll find it funny and entertaining. Nerius squawked in encouragement, causing me to smile. “Um, what did the Griffon say when he walked into the bar?” I asked. “What?” Szan asked. “Ouch.” Only the Fiery Lynxes found that funny. Yeah this was going to be pretty rough. One after another we went up and told our funniest jokes and yet there was nothing. Not a chitter, a chuckle or even a snort from the Griffons. We were becoming hopeless.

Brook I can hardly believe what I’m hearing. For a moment, I just stand there, staring at Maerilee, waiting for the punchline. But the way she’s looking at me, with those wide, earnest eyes, makes my stomach twist. This has to be a joke. It has to be. But why would she do that? Why would she play with me like this? “You’re making fun of me,” I say, my voice hard and flat, even as my heart clenches painfully in my chest. “You’re just like the others, aren’t you? I should have known better.”

"I can’t leave all the fun to all of you." "There’s nothing fun about fighting for your life," Fineon scolds. Letting out a growl of annoyance, I narrow my gaze until Fineon bursts into laughter that becomes almost contagious. "What’s so funny?" Uncle Ramone asks, popping up beside me. "I’d like a good laugh." "Fineon’s face," I offer, earning myself a swat on the ass from Fineon. "I’m just kidding." "I would say he has a funny face," Uncle Ramone agrees. "But I don’t want to piss him off in case I need his assistance later."

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

Jessy chuckled at his words. "Still hot from the oven." Alan laughed at that joke. "Great. I can't wait to eat you," I said with a skeptical, flat tone. I taunted him after hearing how annoying this man was to Fenella. But apparently, they didn't care about the mockery. They both laughed even louder, thinking it was a funny joke. According to Fenella's story, I know that Alan is an annoying boss. He's like all bosses out there. Temperamental, arbitrary, demanding, with a strange sense of humor, and a party animal. Not once or twice have I faced bosses like that in my office.

I shook my head. “Juice,” he asked. “No, thank you.” “Coffee,” “Nope, I'm good. You don't have to give me anything.” “Why?” He asked. I raised an eyebrow. Why what? Rue snickered behind me. When I turned to look at him, he smirked. “That's One. We call him One because he only says one word at a time.” “Hello, Mr. One,” They all started laughing at my words, and I wondered what I said to make them laugh like that.

“I say Daddy to fwiends.” Jasmine sighed softly then shook her head. “I’m not mad Little One,” she said softly. “I am surprised but I think if they didn’t like it they would have asked you not to say it anymore. I think it’s okay but if you want we can talk about it more tomorrow. You have had a very busy fun filled day and need to sleep.” “Otay Mommy,” she smiled as she hugged the four horse stuff animals the men gave her. “Wub you Mommy.” Jasmine kissed her forehead, “Good night Little One, I love you more.”