The Plots of Idiots

The rank stupidity of this town never fails to give me ire for as I was working out a plan to organise the occupation of my sister with the Vanderhag’s husband I am sidetracked by the explosion of gossip that rocked the town. Not that gossip, or the machinations of the idiots of this town tends to concern me but sometimes their idiot subplots get in the way of my plans and this was more the usual than rare occurrence.

The ambitious songbird from a certain entertainment restaurant has decided to place a bun in the oven and name the son of the Vanderhag as the father, causing my sister to ice in a cold fury while the hag and her entire family goes into meltdown. This is what happens when lesser beings attempt to engage in their own decisions and as usual I will have to discover the entire truth behind this lunacy before I can salvage my plans. If any of these morons get caught in my back draft that is really their own problem for I swear if I have to castrate half this town to get some peace I shall.

Minxie upon hearing the news went to comfort the delectable fiancé of the idiot boy who obviously is too dim witted to see the confectionary delight before him. I am I admit a little perplexed to this news as nothing in my radar had sparked any sort of affair between them as I am fairly in touch with who is doing exactly what to whom and my impression was that the affair involved a totally different gentleman. I might send Caspar out to comfort the Vanderhag and get the facts from the creature herself since second hand knowledge never has quite the delicious tang as information bound in fresh tears.

So now I will have to find another way to occupy my sister in my quest to isolate minxie for, Liselle at loose ends will no doubt display her wrath by undoing the plans of others, she will revert to her Dubois nature despite herself. I am prepared to lay a careful path for you my precious until you can be ravaged in a good and proper manner.

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