The vast forest west of town breaks into a clearing. It's not a small clearing, some stray beam of holiness in a dark and damp jungle, but a large opening, about the size of the town. Being extremely flat, it's easy to see that it's not the forest's edge -- the same forest surrounds it completely on every side. And there's something else easy to
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"Twinkle twinkle little melon," she sang, and then in the higher voicer she'd chosen for Miss Melonificent, added "I sure hope you're not a felon!" Hey, rhyming on the spot was hard.
Trucy again, "Up above the melon patch," and then Melon, "In a cute magician's hat," and then both together? Would wonders never cease? "Twinkle twinkle melon shell, I'm glad you didn't break when you fell! Ta-da!"
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((OOC: Congratulations. Trucy gets 2% memories!))
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Then, she put her cloak back on, shieled Miss Melonificent's eyes from the carnage by putting her in the hat, and scooped up some melon pieces to eat later when Miss Melonificent wasn't watching. Then she brought Miss Melonificent back home.
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...Maybe.
But melons couldn't think, much less existential things like that.
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"So what now?" Trucy asked, setting Miss Melonificent down on her bed. "Should we practice our card tricks, or our singing? Or are you tired? I don't want you to explode too!"
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