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Bucephalus sat on the stump and enjoyed Kind; Clever Hans ran sreaming around, the Alkkuri humping away. Alice was privy to this and this alone.

Casting aside the remnants of the handrolled, Bucephalus fetched the guitar, wound up, and smashed it into the Alkkuri as Marisa raced around. The Alkkuri burst into yarn and stuffing. Clever Hans fetched its hat and returned to the stump. "Damn was that uneasy," it said.

"I have yet to come to terms with my hatred of Alice of Margatroid," said Bucephalus.

"If she weren't already sterile, I'd push her down the stairs every time she got pregnant," said Clever Hans.

"Indeed. Were it up to me, I would suggest we forget the late unpleasantness through the taking of ease and the strumming of the guitar," said Bucephalus.

"Sounds like a party!" said Clever Hans. Bucephalus took the reins, and Clever Hans did sing: "Pan-American nightmare, ten-thousand feet fun fair..."

Alice took cover behind her tree and pulled Shanghai from her purse full of wickedness. She nudged her dolly awake; she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.