Poor Magaret

You keep quiet hoping that Magaret can take the punishment while you think of a way out of this mess. The Pyrot tuts in irritance and makes a motion with his wing. The machine stops and Magaret calms down eventually.

"All right then." He says with a sneer "I'll give you one more chance to talk. If you don't she'll die laughing!" Magaret looks at you pathetically "Please I'm begging you! Tell him what he wants to know! Please!

Written by Me

My lips are sealed
Come up with a plan!

Add your own new page to the story!

Back to the parent page

(This page has not yet been checked by the maintainers of this site.)