Nightmare Night Carnival

October 31, 2019

#106

It wasn't too long before Frost was able to notice Basalt on her walk. She began to trot in order to catch up with him. As she got closer, she began to find it hard to keep her composure. He looked utterly ridiculous. Holding in a snort, she snickered as she got to his side.

"His majesty doth radiate elegance." she bowed.

Standing up straight, she adjusted her scarf. Maybe it'd be a good idea to stick with him for the night.

Momentarily bewildered, Basalt forgot how to leg and almost flopped over before the emergency parking gear kicked in. "Hark," she grinned as he spied who it was, "mine most loyal subject doth approacheth me." A regal pose was struck, but it was slightly marred by the fact that the half-eaten caramel apple was slowly peeling off his forehead. "Informeth me, mine subject, whichest wayeth musteth I goeth to partaketh in merrymaking exercises?"

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