First, yesterday’s winner of 50 Ways to Hex Your Lover is: Fedora
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Now for more partying!
Fluff and Puff, the infamous bunny slippers from the series, couldn’t make it to the party (thank goodness). Linda said something about them getting tied up…or did she say locked up?
Anyway, a source who shall remain nameless overheard Fluff and Puff talking about their stardom and shared it with me…here’s what my source saw and heard…
Puff – grumbling – “I don’t know why Linda had to tell the world we were in bunny slipper jail.”
Fluff – checking corners for anything edible – “Yeah, I’m not too happy about it either. It’s bad enough we have a prison record now. Now everyone knows! Mrs. Peterson down the street said we couldn’t come over to see the kids anymore. We love kids! And not as treats either.”
Puff – paging through Hex Appeal and tearing pages out at random – “She has no respect for our privacy! Look at this.” He used his teeth to hold up a page. “You know if you hadn’t coughed up Willie’s button Rex wouldn’t have been able to even accuse us of eating Willie.”
Fluff – making a gagging noise – “As if we’d even eat a were-weasel. Talk about nasty! I’d rather eat grass. But Jazz believed us.”
Puff – “Maybe she didn’t believe us. She doesn’t like Rex anymore than we do, so she could have said we were innocent just to piss him off.”
Fluff – dragging out a long forgotten Milk Bone that had somehow ended up under the bed and began gnawing on it – “True.” His reply was garbled. “But she loves us. After all, without us she wouldn’t have her books, would she?”
Puff – heading over to the other end of the Milk Bone and nibbling away — “You’re right on that. We’re the real stars. We make things happen. After all, what would Jazz have been doing if she hadn’t had to investigate Rex’s charges against us?”
Fluff – “Well, she might have found out sooner who was causing her and Nick’s nightmares, she could have settled Dweezil’s problems with Mindy sooner and worked harder on Irma’s demands for a new wardrobe. And we won’t even talk about what’s been going on with Krebs’s love life.”
Puff – rolling eyes – “Yeah, there was a lot going on, so, maybe next time Linda’ll do the right thing and concentrate more on us.”
Fluff – using the tip of his ear to nudge a speck of Milk Bone out of his teeth. “Nah, Stasi sat down with her and told her what happened in Moonstone Lake. How are we going to compete with them?”
Puff – “That’s why we had Linda set up a MySpace for us. There we can talk about stuff WE like to talk about. Tell the fans all about us.”
Fluff – off to hunt down more treats. He was too lazy to head downstairs to the kitchen, so he finally settled on searching Jazz’s suite – “I smell chocolate. I feel chocolate. Chocolate come to me!” He wiggled his ears and a spray of magick sparks erupted from the tips and fanned out until they reached the wall by the dresser. The sparks turned themselves into a key inserted in an invisible lock. The wall opened like a small door and a large white box floated outward until it reached Fluff.
Puff wasted no time making his way over to his buddy. “Jazz’s See’s Bordeaux stash.” His voice held the same reverence it would have held for the largest carrot cake in the world. “If she finds out we got into this we’ll be in so much trouble.” But that didn’t stop him from snatching up a piece of the brown sugar cream candy with chocolate sprinkles on top. He didn’t bother to savor the treat, but to pop it whole in his mouth as a quick trip to his stomach.
Fluff made sure to get more than his share and considering they were digging into a five-pound box of chocolates, there was plenty for both bunny slippers.
Puff – muffled words around a mouthful of chocolate – “It’s only fair. Jazz leaves us home all the time.”
Fluff nodded his head. – “Yeah. And now she’s got Croc and Delilah. We’re way more comfy than they are.”
The bunny slippers stared again at the box, brown fluted wrappers already scattered and then, as one, literally dove into the box.
It wasn’t long before both slippers, headlong in a sugar rush, were rolling around on Jazz’s bed and wiping their chocolate-smeared faces on the quilt and pillow shams.
Fluff perked up – “Wait, we need to hide the evidence.” He used his magick to return the now empty box to its hiding place.
Puff hopped off the bed and headed for the open door with Fluff behind him. “Let’s go hang out with Krebs for awhile.”
Fluff – “Sounds good to me.”
Puff – “Not like Jazz will know we got into her chocolate.”
Fluff – “Very true.”
Both tended to forget the mega chocolate smears all over Jazz’s quilt and pillow shams. Or perhaps they hoped Jazz would think twice before leaving them on their own.
What would you do?
Uh oh…something tells me Jazz isn’t going to be too happy about that. Last time I saw her, she was talking to Linda over in the corner enjoying the punch (which I think someone may have spiked)…she looked like she was having fun so I won’t disturb her now by telling her.
So, if you had a pair of mischievous (and carnivorous) bunny slippers, what would you do?
What would you do if you were Jazz and discovered they had been into your stash of chocolate?
Keep in mind that Jazz is witch with knowledge of quite a few spells.
A commenter from today will receive a copy of Hex Appeal!
Winner will be announced tomorrow so be sure to come back…plus the party will still be going strong and there will be another giveaway!