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"Is that yip-yapping coming from Velus the dog?" asks Fred. The women look
at each other.
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One shakes her head no.
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Two shake their head yes.
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Velus appears from a large, disguised doggy door.
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The yipping is louder. It IS Velus.
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Actually, the yipping is coming from one of the women, who is digesting an angry racoon. But how does Fred know what she is digesting? Gross.
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Fred attacks with reckless abandon.
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Fred flees fast.
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The door in question swings open, to reveal a three foot tall, bald version of Fred. "Mini-Fred!" cries Fred. "I thought you died in the Genuan/Three Kingdoms conflict! I saw a sales clerk stab you!"
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Fred feels faint.
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Fred feels himself. Gross.
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