...that's not what's going to happen. ( This, whispered blandly to the side, where his son is now concocting the sort of conspiracy that drives grown men to children's madness. No, no. Let's not invite the hellions to —
Charmed. They're charmed. And easily, preposterously swayed towards Ben's purpose. Especially, they say, since there's a prize.
( Is there? )
...coin. For whenever wins hide and seek. It always comes to that, their grins glinting. )
My son agrees to your terms. ( A pat onto Ben's back now, fond. ) He's delighted.
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Charmed. They're charmed. And easily, preposterously swayed towards Ben's purpose. Especially, they say, since there's a prize.
( Is there? )
...coin. For whenever wins hide and seek. It always comes to that, their grins glinting. )
My son agrees to your terms. ( A pat onto Ben's back now, fond. ) He's delighted.