Magolor settles against the edge of the table where he's not bumping into any bowls of fruit or towers of cupcakes. Come to think of it, if he's not going to make off with them, he may as well eat one now—so he takes a cupcake in his hands to work on while he wallflowers. They're among the least weird of the foods.
"Maybe I shouldn't have come at all. But I worked really hard for those ribbons all week long. I couldn't bear the thought of not at least seeing what they were for!"
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Magolor settles against the edge of the table where he's not bumping into any bowls of fruit or towers of cupcakes. Come to think of it, if he's not going to make off with them, he may as well eat one now—so he takes a cupcake in his hands to work on while he wallflowers. They're among the least weird of the foods.
"Maybe I shouldn't have come at all. But I worked really hard for those ribbons all week long. I couldn't bear the thought of not at least seeing what they were for!"