Shared Misery

“Hah! I think if I let them get eaten, Odette and Zee will hang me by my beans. Strictly eggs only, i’ve been told” he shook his head at the sentimentality of the girls. So long as Odette cared for them, caught them, owned them, he didn’t care. Guarding them had provided entertainment for some of his children.

When she spoke again, he started laughing, and struggled to stop. Laughing, coughing, and groaning as it shook his body, he turned his head from his sister. Best not to cover her in all that. When at last he managed to stop, he shook his head. “That does explain the blanket fort. I’m impressed you managed to shake him. When he sets his mind to bothering someone...”

“And please, subtle is my middle name. He’ll never suspect this shaking pile of blankets”