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ACT i. the devil is real and he has...a tail ! CHAPTER vi. ❛ PIN THETAIL TO THE CARDAN. ❜
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"DONE!" A LOVE-SICK TROLL CRIED OUT, slamming his box onto their shaky table. Another boy declared he had finished first, out of jealousy, and a fight nearly broke loose. That was, until the girl whose affection they were fighting for sent them scurrying away with a disinterested flick of her wrist. Jude Duarte watched her new friend in awe of her power. She wanted nothing more than to take it from her.
In a completely fair and non-violent way, of course.
Allura Evetine twirled on, unaware of the girl's bitter thoughts, and organised their boxes. In retaliation for the Faerie Fruit incident, the fey had conjured up a little something she liked to call...pin the tail on the faerie. Or perhaps revenge would make do for another. You see, in this marvellous little game of their's, the girls petitioned and poached their players from passing by classmates to take part in the taunting. It was practically self-explanatory. Choosing a tail from inside the box ━━━━━━ the same ones Allura had tricked her mother into sewing by naming it a mysterious art project, players are blindfolded and tasked with pinning the tail onto...well, the faerie. All around them stamped pictures of Cardan (Vivi and Jude had copied them out from the mortal realm on a printer...whatever that is) upon tree trunks and chalkboards. And the people loved it. They giggled and snickered and chortled when they managed to pin it to his groin or an eyeball.
