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My strut was on fleek (did I say that right?) by the time we reached the throne room. I was sure I looked like something out of a Quentin Tarantino movie. At one point Spin told me I was humming. I had inadvertently started singing my own theme song. Bah, bah, bah! Anyway... I was strutting, and the minions we had overcome in the passageway were now moving in formation behind me, their shuffling steps sounding in unison.
I could hear the din of the throne room up ahead. It sounded chaotic. I stopped. The minions behind me stopped. I looked back at them, they stared at me.
"Who here can tell me what is happening right now in the throne room?" I asked the group.
"I can, my lady." A large minion stepped forward, well by minion standards he was large. He had a good fifteen to
