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Chapter 23 by clockworkoj clockworkoj

Is breakfast normal or does the omlette make it 'strange?'

so far so good...

As the three of us settle in to breakfast Terra looks up to me after shoveling in a mouthfull of cereal. "Fo Shon wa do ya do anyways?" I stop for a second and look to Jinx for a translation.

"I think she means what do you do for a living Johnny, you dont seem to be the kind of villian that is bent on world domination or anything like that." I chuckle abit before takeing another bite of Jinx's rather tasty omlet.

"Well...I deal in antiques...and a few other things." I wave my hand across the room. "You girls might have seen some of my personal collection." "So you're a smuggler." Blackfire adds as she enters the room toweling her hair.

"Please...dont lump me in with THOSE fool's the items I deal in are museum quality pieces." I say in a huff. (I take pride in my work) Blackfire snakes her arms around my neck and nuzzles her cheek with mine.

"Ok ok, I'm sorry love." Jinx scowls at Blackfire slighty. "What about those 'other things you said John" I run my hand through my hair and lean back into Blackfire's arms. "Well....some of the people I work for arent....'kosher' with the local law enforcement agency's."

The girls are quiet for a second. "..um...OH I GET IT!" The all say in tandem. I start back into my omlett as the four of us settle back into breakfast until I feel a toe start to trace along my leg slightly. "So Johnny....any...'plans' for today?"

who's trying to get my attention?

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