Head witch: | Well, that was certainly something. Now that we're rid of these rowdies, I can award the crown to you instead, Miss Phacelia. |
Lacy: | It is an honour! |
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Head witch: | You two have done really well. Much unlike my good-for-nothing grandson and that Lanschi guy he keeps telling me about. |
Lanschi: | All the Lanschis I know are quite swell. |
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Head witch: | I'm just worried about the donations. If he really stole the money, we'll need something to bring it back in. |
Lanschi: | Like a special performance? |
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Lanschi: | Which gives me
an idea... If old Kakra took the money, then money he shall raise! |
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| And so... |
Lanschi: | My, what a boring speech. May I kick you out of your tower again now? |
Kakralomino: | "As if I had a choice." |
Lanschi: | Hehehe... He always was good at drama. |
Crowd: | HA HA! HEE HEE! OH HO HO! |
| So ends another story. Just as well this time, but evil must play a role in our play. 'Cause else it's not as funny, eh? |
| Fin. |