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Voldemort sat by the beach stoking a fire - a dead monkey lay to his
right - Velus lay to his left, whimpering about mean men who kill trained
monkeys.
Fred splashed in the waves of the sea butt naked - it was Tyrsday which meant bathing day - by order of Astra. Astra approached Voldemort and commenced to make puckering sounds. "What on earth are you doing?!?" said Voldemort after nearly jumping out of his pants. "I....um...." said Astra rolling her eyes upwards. Then she made more puckering noises and caressed her cheek. "Are you..." said Voldemort who had now forgotten the monkey. He stood and reached for Astra. Astra pulled away, made more sucking sounds and skipped up the nearby path. Voldemort kicked at the fire, then kicked Velus - "HEY!" he cried - and then jogged after Astra. Astra continued to make kissy faces at the untrustworthy Voldemort, continued to make puckering sounds, and continued to skip up the path. Up the path, the one that led up hill, up the volcano, to the cliffside of the volcano. Astra had a plan. What Astra's plan did not account for was the strange light that buzzed into existance only yards from her, above her in fact. "What the--?" said Voldemort as his attention crossed from the kissy face to the bright light. And then a dark hand emerged from the light with something that looked like a flute. A new puckering sound was heard and then a dart flew from the 'flute' into the neck of Astra! Within moments Astra fell, writhed and then died! Voldemort ran back down the path, to the camp, and into Fred who was drying himself by the fire and munching on some raw monkey. "Astra's DEAD!" said Voldemort.
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