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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