Dannie flopped onto her bed. She couldn't think of any new pranks to pull. She could go with an old classic, switching the salt with the pepper, after all, the shakers weren't see through. Last time she had pulled that one, she had forgotten she had switched them the next day. The results were less than pleasant.

Ugh, why does this kind of thing have to be such a pain? So many good ideas rush through her head, but when she wants to cause trouble, they're about as gone as the dark ages. Wait, there was always the one she had been planning for years, but she had yet to find a good target.

Now that she thought about it, Nat was just about perfect for this. Now if only she could make it seem convincing.

Still, Dannie wasn't sure if she could fake something like that.

She was almost ready to execute the plan. The pieces were in place, and she was ready to pull the trap shut. The trap was set and baited, the only thing left was to pull it off, but what if their au pair found out. That woman would have her head, or just laugh. There was a large possibility for the former, but she hoped for the latter.

Still, she didn't like the chances. This is a task that requires precision, and she felt that the job would be done best by her alone, well maybe with a little help here and there so she made a few calls.

Nathaniel was confused. Why was Dannie acting so strange? She stopped with her many pranks all together, and was trying to be nice? It doesn't make any sense. Just yesterday they were throwing gobs of pudding at each other.

That wasn't the only thing. Dannie held herself differently. Her posture usually told of obvious mischief in a way that you could see, but this was something else had a feeling that she was going to try something soon. That something might change everything.

Maybe something was going on with her.

Maybe he would ask her what was wrong. There must be something. But could he do it?

Andrew had left the strange closet, and went to the library. The large fluffy chairs were good for calming nerves, and for contemplation. So Andrew was left to his devices, and went to think, after all, he was rather good at it.

The library was dim compared to how it usually was, but Andrew decided that the dark fit his mood better, so the lights stayed off.

What if that was a test for something, no that would be ridiculous, but ever since the clue hunt who knows what might happen. It could be vespers all over again. It could also be something worse.

This was the kind of thing he had wanted for so long. He wanted something new to happen. It was a kind of desperation that he had hardly known before. Now that he know it was here, he couldn't help but get excited.

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