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Queen Fergie

That evening, having explored the island and found nothing else of interest, you sit on a beach, hoping to see ships coming to rescue you. "Ahoy there, laddie!" comes a familiar voice. You turn and see Mrs. Fergeson standing there, still in her bathing suit and with a tiara on her head. For the first time, you see her smiling!

"Mrs Fergeson? The pyrots let you go?"

"They dug me up. No reason to keep me buried if I *want* to have my feet tickled!"

The Pyrot captain flies down and lands on her shoulder. "Thanks for bringing our new queen to us, matey! We're sorry for leaving you to die laughing."

"Actually I kinda did the same thing to you, Mrs. Fergeson. I'm sorry, too."

"Nonsense, lad! I told you, I LOVE having my feet tickled, as I recently discovered, and so did you! And you did try to save me afterwards. Now, I think it's your turn to ask the questions. We all owe you a lot of answers!"


Written by A R Jackson (edited by wanderer)

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