*NUDGE*
" 'Scuse me," mutters the elf quietly as he slinks down the stairs. He nudges another elf, dressed in fancy robes. A seemingly innocent event, they both pass on without another thought.
The first elf descends to the bottom of the stairs. He he pulls a small box from under his coat. It has several tiny holes punched in it. "What in the Hells? What's that yammer doin' walkin' round with this..."
"B-GOCK!," squawks the box in retort.
"Yer kiddin' me. I lifted a damned chicken?," says the elf. "I'll never get me shoes with this petty booty! Might as well eat good tonight, I s'pose."
" 'Scuse me," mutters the elf quietly as he slinks down the stairs. He nudges another elf, dressed in fancy robes. A seemingly innocent event, they both pass on without another thought.
The first elf descends to the bottom of the stairs. He he pulls a small box from under his coat. It has several tiny holes punched in it. "What in the Hells? What's that yammer doin' walkin' round with this..."
"B-GOCK!," squawks the box in retort.
"Yer kiddin' me. I lifted a damned chicken?," says the elf. "I'll never get me shoes with this petty booty! Might as well eat good tonight, I s'pose."
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