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Skulduggery Pleasant - TruthSkulduggery Pleasant - Truth by SophieOfAsgard
Skulduggery followed Ghastly into his office, his friend stepping to the side and allowing him to pass before closing the door quietly shut behind them. Hands in pockets, the skeleton cocked his head curiously as Ghastly made for the desk and sat behind it, robes bunching awkwardly beneath his thighs and provoking a grunt of irritation.
“What is it you wanted to see me about, Elder Bespoke?” Skulduggery questioned, a mocking lilt to his voice.
“Don't you start.” He warned, but a smile tugged at his lips and the skin around his eyes crinkled with amusement. “I've had enough of that from Ravel all day. Elder Bespoke this, Elder Bespoke that. “Oh, Elder Bespoke, could you perhaps pass me the biscuits?” “Fine day today, wouldn't you agree, Elder Bespoke?” “Does my butt look big in these robes, Elder Bespoke?”” Ghastly shook his head. “Honestly. I don't know why I put up with you.”
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