The Worst Kind Of Cake

…sad cake

The Doclopedia #2,974

366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #213

Seyan walked with him to the table and he started telling her about each item there. The Grand High Curator was going to watch this, but his comslate buzzed and he stopped to read it.

So, news had reached Porcero and he was soon to leave for Blue Tree. That meant that the rest of his plan was no more than than a few hours from starting up, most likely some time between midnight and dawn. Well, they were in for a very rude awakening.

He wrote a couple of quick notes and had a Trainee deliver them, then left the secret Museum and headed to his office. Along the way, he would stop now and then to greet a few friends with a bit of chit chat. Twice, he paused to talk to young Trainees who were working on a project. After about an hour, he was back in his office, sitting at his desk. Within a few minutes, his assistant, Merinta, poked her head in the door.

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