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Chapter 8 by Pringle Pringle

But how?

Keep Calm, and wait for an opening.

Texas weighed her options, and between rushing at the clearly well protected host of a massively popular ball, and waiting out till she could perhaps see her in private, Texas chose the one that would most likely result in her keeping her three dimensional form, so she stood there, and waited, as Belvedere's speech only seemed to go on and on..and on...like, almost an HOUR of talking long..she'd blanked out at this point, only finally paying attention as it came to an end.

"And that, my fellow residents of Bluewater, is why we are gathered here tonight...thank you!"

Said the hostess, as Belvedere even performed a cute little curtsey after placing her untouched glass of champagne back on a serving tray, and retreating slowly back up the stairs to her quarters..now that Texas wasn't focused on well, ignoring Bratty B, she could focus on snooping around the estate for potential ways of getting to her, so she could arrest her, or other evidence that might get her in deep trouble with the local law enforcement..she began to walk around the ground floor, past innocent guests and giant guards all the same, and along her way she saw a few routes that caught her eye...

The first was a pretty standard, wooden door at the end of one hallway, defended by an elephant in a suit that barely fit her massive frame, who was fortunately asleep.

The next was a window, that seemed to lead to a lattice that Texas might be able to use to scale upwards into the next floor, or even onto the roof.

And finally, another guarded, yet much more ornate door, that seemed to have a few guests going through..and yet none coming out..

Which way does Texas go?

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