The Game

Blackstar: Hey Tawnypelt! Want to play a game?

Tawnypelt: What game?

Blackstar: I'll say a word, and you have to say a word that sounds like the one I said, then I find a word that is similar to the one you said!

Tawnypelt: Ok... I'll try it.

Blackstar: Ok, my word is... mouse!

Tawnypelt: Moose

Blackstar: Loose

Tawnypelt: Obtuse

Blackstar: Juice

Tawnypelt: Justice

Blackstar: Mice!

Tawnypelt: That doesn't even make sense!

Blackstar: How does 'that doesn't even make sense' sound like mice?

Tawnypelt: No, I mean 'mice' is nothing like 'justice'!

Blackstar: Yeah it is, they both end in 'ice'!

Tawnypelt: How do you know how to spell?!?!

Blackstar: What are you talking about?!?!  What is this 'spell' you speak of? Are you a witch?!?!?!?

Tawnypelt: Yes. *pulls out wand*

Blackstar: *runs away squeeling like a kit*

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