Today I sat with Aloe Vera. She had been so withdrawn of late and so I opened up her suitcase and tried to interest her in something new to wear. She put up a fuss as usual. Aloe Vera always crosses her arms to hide.
She chose a pair of jeans and a white leather jacket. Then I noticed something behind her back and demanded to see what it was.
She spun a long and drawn out tale about bubble rifles, that shoot bubbles to encapsulate miniature trooping fairies. Never beleive anything a Leprechaiun says. I nodded and sighed.
I helped her finish putting her hair in an up-do using some of the yarn left over from knitting her blanket and we talked about getting rid of her rifle and varioues safety issues when on board a truck, but she gave me a sweet an innocent look and asked if that meant ALL of her weapons? I think she fancies herself a Mata Hari.
She is finally asleep and I will go and look for her arsenal. Now, where would a Leprechaun keep things well hidden?
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