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Pen' was just going to go practice singing. (She likes singing. The words are all lined up for her already and she doesn't get them wrong.) But this doesn't look like the practice room. So it's probably the magic restaurant.
Pen knows about the magic restaurant! You can go in it, and get food or things to drink (she has bracelets!) and then you just go back out the door and it's been no time at all and you're right where you went in.
She goes in. She is going to have cake.
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campanas
manofmyword
"Mmm, better not anyway," he says. "People aren't used to seeing little angels around here. Could be we'd get noticed. I wouldn't want that."
campanas
"Oh. Secret, okay." Pen peers over her shoulder dubiously at her brown-flecked white wings.
manofmyword
"As long as you're on the ground and nobody looks too close, they'll think it's just a costume. If you were in the middle of carrying me home it'd be mmmmuch harder to explain."
manofmyword
"I'm learning so many new things today," he says, glancing down at her with a hint of a smile.
manofmyword
"You sure do. Annnnd here we are," he says, turning off the street onto a path that winds through beds of plants and the occasional tree. There are apartment buildings on both sides, one right next to the tiny park, one separated from it by a small parking garage with unhealthy-looking potted trees sporadically lining the roof.
campanas
Pen looks around.
"Okay," she says. She looks up at the tall buildings and spreads her wings again before looking confused and folding them.
"Okay," she says. She looks up at the tall buildings and spreads her wings again before looking confused and folding them.
manofmyword
He laughs. "You don't have to fly to get there, but it might help."
This remark is at least partially explained when he continues down the path all the way to the back of the parking garage, where the path ends at a rusted water fountain and the Joker heads for a large and extremely climbable oak tree next to the garage.
This remark is at least partially explained when he continues down the path all the way to the back of the parking garage, where the path ends at a rusted water fountain and the Joker heads for a large and extremely climbable oak tree next to the garage.
campanas
Pen has never climbed a tree before; this one looks maybe more navigable than average, but she still wouldn't care to try it when she could just fly. She stands back to see where he's headed.
manofmyword
The tree's branches are numerous enough and strong enough and conveniently enough arranged that they more or less form stairs, albeit stairs designed by a thoroughly intoxicated architect. The Joker strolls up to the roof of the parking garage and beckons to Pen.
campanas
Oh, the roof, that's easy, she was thinking she'd have to cling to a windowsill and scramble in. She takes a running start and gets aloft and is up on the roof in no time.