“Disjointed arm-wielding crony, eh?” the halibut asked. “Not bad, but I don’t think Baby liked it.”
The big baby grabbed Theo by the neck, stomped over to the door, and tossed him out of the tavern.
“And stay out!” Ludwig said as the baby slammed the door.
“Ouch,” Theo said, sitting up.
So much for stealing the key.
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“Disjointed apple juice addict, eh?” the halibut asked. “That’s pretty accurate, I’d say.”
The big baby laughed so hard that he fell off the bar.
“We have a winner!” the halibut yelled, holding up Theo’s hand.
“I want a rematch,” Ludwig said, stomping up and down.
“Give me your arm,” Theo said.
“Keep dreaming, teddy!”
“I said give me your arm.”
Ludwig laughe
