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... neral, and The Kids were her chaotic infantry.
"Alright, listen up, troops!" Primrose commanded, standing on a stool so she could see over the massive wooden island. "Today, we are making history. We are making... Pizza."
A silence fell over the room.
Ophelia sat on the counter, swinging her legs. Her hand flickered slightly—transparent for a second—but she hid it by grabbing a rolling pin.
"Pee-zah?" Rurik sounded skeptical. He was wearing his new blue suit jacke ...
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