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“Treat? Or trick?” Ed asks for the third time.
“Yes! One is something you’ll like, one is something you won’t,” Stede repeats, exasperated.
Ed scrunches his face in that way that makes Stede want to bite his nose.
“Well, I want the treat.”
“You can’t just pick treat.”
“Why would I choose trick? And then you, what, throw a spider in my face?”
“Who said anything about a spider?”
“You have a spider in your hand right now, don’t you?”
Stede scowls. His ingenious idea for celebrating All-Hallows Eve might need some workshopping.
The spider, seeking escape, tickles his palm.