Beth: If you run ahead Feather, you can open the door for us.
Feather: *huffy* I bet the bath water is cold by now anyway . . . Come on Bushel, we’d better go in ~ oh! The door is stuck.
Beth: Now then young faery, let’s go inside. I’m getting a bit chilly out here now, and I’d hate for you to catch a cold.
Feather: But we can’t! The door won’t open ~ watch!
Beth: If you are trying to delay your telling off ~ then think again. *getting angry*
Gruff New Voice: I don’t think the young Fae will be the only one being told off, do you?
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