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Orion grinned. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“Not to us, or anyone else,” Greenie snapped.
Orion shrugged. “It’s because I enjoy your company so much.”
Pinkie scoffed. “You enjoy nothing but to entertain yourself and to make fools of us.”
“You don’t need any help. . .” I muttered.
Pinkie whipped his head to me and narrowed his eyes. “What’s that? What did you say?”
I cleared my throat. “I said we came here to get some help.”
“And you expect us to help you?” one of the other robed figures questioned us.
“Especially after all the damage Orion has done in the past?” Greenie pointed out.
I set my hands on Orion’s shoulders. “I know he’s been a naughty boy, but he promises to return everything as long as you help us out.”
“Even my toothbrush?” one of them, a small hooded figure, wond
