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Aiyanna looked over at Haruta with a confused look. Seeing the box of pastries, the nymph crossed her arms, her eyebrow scrunching in anticipated disappointment. “Party? Haruta please tell me those pastries are not the pastries that Pomona and Thatch got from the island to sample?”

It was the oldest trick in the book— considering how old Thatch was, he wasn’t going to fall for it as easily as some of the younger members of their crew. The tap was felt on his right shoulder, but he turned his head to the left. Around the lip of the bottle he drank from, he smirked. “Nice try. Gonna have to work a lil’ harder to fool me, kiddo.”

“Awh, c’mon! I know you can do better than that!” Thatch let out a belly-deep laugh and motioned for his nakama to come closer. The off-handed comment he had made moments ago was meant to irritate his younger brother, so he had hoped for more of a reaction than the one he was given. “I’ve seen you make some pretty impressive faces before, so go ahead and try again. Take your time.”