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Hans scoffed at that statement. “Hey...” Hans whined. “I would never do anything funny.” Hans bowed. “They don’t call me Hans The Rock Westgaard for nothing,” Hans said with a pout. He crossed his fingers behind his back. 

“I promise not to do anything wrong, my sweetest Mirana.” He said as he kissed her nose. Mirana huffed before walking. He kept his sweet demeanor for a moment. There was an evil grin as he took out his hidden party supplies. It was too easy

“Oh Mirana, if only you someone loved you.”