#mystifyingmuses

Jekyll hadn’t left his lab in weeks.  He was so close to a breakthrough, he couldn’t bear to leave his work behind.  Yet when Poole announced that the lovely young lady from the Red Rat was at his doorstep, he raced up from the cellar.  His hair was a mess and it looked like he hadn’t been sleeping, but his blue eyes were still bright.  “Miss Harris.  It’s lovely to see you again.  What can I do for you?”

“You’re welcome to stay until it stops,” he offered to the girl behind him.

“Ours are!” Sarah chirped  There was nothing better than the thrill of being evil .  "Of all the witches working, we’re the worst!“ she sing-songed, earning a slap from her eldest sister.

Quasimodo felt the vibrations of the bells.  With the dexterity of a monkey, he swung down from the rafters to meet the visitor.  His single eye lit up with joy when he realized who had come to him.  "Esmeralda!“ he croaked.  "You’re back!”

Unfortunately for everyone involved, the Goblin King’s ability to handle his own emotions still left much to be desired.  “Perhaps you should choose your auditions more carefully, lest you accidentally summon one of your nightmares,” he retorted, eyes narrowing.

so cute <3 }

Sarah actually managed to refrain from chanting for once, but she did bounce once on her toes.  “Time does fly when you’re dead!” she giggled.  “Must I require something?  I did so enjoy our dance.”  It was a shame that bag of bugs had so rudely interrupted.