Ben sighed and looked sternly over his shoulder at Shanks, who was lounging on his bed pretending not to be nursing a hangover.
“I still don’t understand why you won’t admit it to them. There’s only so many things you can blame on Lazlo’s monkey and they know it was you.”
Shanks fluffed up another of Ben’s pillows and smiled.
“Oh, of course
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