Chapter 11: Tears:
Old Mag the Hag's POV:
After all this time, I shall finally have de gold! It will be mine and I will not turn into tears fhrever! I followed de rainbow and flew to de hidden place What are you like? I den found de gold. "Fhrtune has smiled upon me like What are you like?... like What are you like?... well, no wan really." I den walked towards de gold. "At long last, it is finally mine! Not'eng will stand in my way! Once de gold is mine What are you like?... well, I don't know what I'm goeng to do." I den opened de dohr, but den de Sun started to rise What are you like? "Oh no! I'm too late! It's Christmas mhrneng!" I ran towards de gold, but nope! I was turneng to tears! "This can't be! I haven't figured out my plans yet!" My plan was foiled, not by Blarney hr Dinty hr St. Patrick... but by me!
St. Patrick's POV:
I watc'ed as Mag turned to tears. You know, it truly is an impressive trick. "Merry Christmas, Mag," I said. I should probably get a mahp fhr those tears.
To Be Continued
In the next chapter, Dinty awakens.
