MJ sat on the edge of her bed, her head filled with the
strange events of the night. There was a tap at her window.
“Sorry to disturb you MJ, but I was wondering, could I
perhaps get another blanket, three just don’t seem to cut it.”
She got up and walked over to her closet and searched for
another blanket.
“I’m sorry you have to sleep outside Dino.” She walked
back to the window and handed Dino’s magical purple flying hand the extra
blanket. It flicked it out a few times and put on the cold hard ground with the
rest.
“It’s perfectly fine MJ, It’s not your fault that the
door way and your house is no place for a large creature.” He gave a toothy
sharp grin and sat down on the pile of fluffy blankets.
“I hope the snow fall won’t bug you too much.” MJ looked
up at the cloudy night sky and the soft ice falling silently to the earth.
“You needn’t worry,” the weird hand produced a gazebo from
his hat and began erecting it, “I’ve got that covered.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask, if you’ve had that magical
hand in your hat all the time why did you ask me to scratch your neck for you?”
“Well as someone I once saw on you humans entertainment
box said, you never reveal your best hand, pun intended.”
She nodded and said good night.
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