Flashback, Chapter 17

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"And don't worry, Foster," Keefe added, patting her on the head. "I'll still love you when you're oozy. Maybe I should get you a tunic that says Oozemaster."

"Please don't," she begged.

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His eyes narrowed. "How do you know so much about it?"

Keefe shrugged. "I'm the reigning president of the Foster Fan Club. It's my job to know these things."

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"But deny it all you want—we both know you care about our world's future. Why else would you spend so much time helping Miss Foster's causes?"

"Uh . . . you've seen how cute she is, right?" Keefe asked.

Sophie flung a pillow at his head.
Or, she tried to.

Throwing with her left arm was much harder than she'd expected, and . . .

She ended up nailing Magnate Leto in the face.

Keefe doubled over, clutching his sides and gasping between choking laughs: "THAT . . . WAS . . . THE . . . GREATEST . . . THING . . . I'VE . . . EVER . . . SEEN!"

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