“WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU guys?” Pleasance asked with a grin.
The eight Honeybun brothers trudged into the lobby, looking decidedly the worse for their adventure. Edric, Percy, and Alfric were covered in mud and were soaking wet. Alastair and Warwicke had mud just up to their elbows. They all looked cranky.
Sporting cobwebs and feathers in his hair, with muddy knees and a dark smudge across one cheek, Heathcliffe gave the four women a brief wave and turned away. “I’m getting some lunch. See you guys later.” Clovis and Godric went with him.
Staring at the muddy remainder of the Honeybun family, Brita grimaced. “You guys stink.”
Percy glared at her. This wasn’t exactly how he’d envisioned greeting his lady love. “It’s all Alastair’s fault.”
All eyes turned to said villain and he held up his
