"There are only two things in this world that the Paratype cannot stand," Mr Atchison said mysteriously, grin on his lips. "Silver..." The others were watching him intently, leaning so far forward that they almost toppled over.
"And... what?" Odd asked impatiently.
"And gold?" asks Erion.
"And... Sugar!" Mr Atchison exclaimed and clapped his hands together. The kids looked at each other.
"Sugar?" Sam asked dubiously.
"Why yes of course! The glucose in the sugar is poisonous to the tiny critters'!" Ms Opal rolled her eyes.
"While what Greg says is true, the amount of sugar needed is not really easy to come by! We would need at least 10 kilograms," she said and crossed her arms over her chest. Izdihar shyly put her hand up. "What?"
"My aunt owns a bakery, and I have a key to the storage room," she said. Ms Opal levelled her with a glare.
"And what would your aunt say to 10 kilograms of sugar going missing?" she asked. Izzy blushed deeply.
"She wouldn't notice, I accidentally ordered too much sugar last I worked in the reception," she answered. Ms Opal raised her eyebrows, but gave an approving hum.
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200 words a day [drabble-ish]
RandomWanted to try out writing once every day, so I did. Some of these are from the same universe, but it really is random, you should know from the names :,) The tags are not for each chapter, it is more a promise of what is to come This is some snippet...
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