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Harco Empire	By : Toddy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34417 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or films. I do not make any money from the writing of this story, just enjoyment.

Chapter List
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[Note: “x-x” = speech & ‘x-x’ = thoughts & *x-x* = telepathy & #x-x# Parseltongue]
(Some graphic descriptions – not too explicit)
~~~EXCAVATION~~~
The party apparated into a cave in some disused Northumbrian mine workings. The various parents were there plus quite a few worried Dumbledorians.
“Thank Merlin you’ve arrived. Gandy’s down there somewhere.” Selwyn pointed at an angle into the floor beneath him. “Hello Teddy, come to help, have you?”
“Yes, I’ve just discovered I have another useful talent attached to my metamorphmagus one. I want you to point exactly where Gandy’s thoughts are coming from.” Teddy conjured an instrument that looked like a large sextant. He set it up and commanded: “Point!” He made some adjustments: “Now look down this tube. Is that where Gandy’s sendings are coming from?”
“More to the right!”
“How about there?”
“Nearly … Dip it a little … Yes, that’s it!”
Teddy noted a number of readings and then went over to the other side of the cave. He appeared to be muttering to the wall, but Draco could see the faint outline of Bwca there.
“Sell, stay there and concentrate on Gandy, tell me if he moves.”
“He won’t. He’s tied up. One of the kobolds is tasting him.”
“Fine! Probes come here please. Do the same as Sell did, then I can get another angle.”
Whilst they were fiddling Bwca whispered to Harry: “Could you make a screen, please. Better not expose my existence to all those here.”
“Fine … Erecto tent!”
Harry labelled it: ‘Private – Recuperation Area.’ And ensured it had an opening facing the rock-face.
Draco heard internally, and conjured a white coat and a number of potion phials, which he carried in. Calling on Seamus to help him. The Irishman entered with a quizzical frown on his face, but when Bwca materialised he instantly understood and called Dean over.
Teddy was next in, and he shared his findings with Bwca. Coming to an agreement they both melted into the rock. Meanwhile Ginevra and Astoria were comforting the two distraught goblin godsons. Bwca returned and reported to those in the tent.
H:*They’ve found him!*
D:*Gone again – looking for hidey-hole.*
Teddy re-appeared in the tent: “Hi, Dray-cos, there’s another level below us. An old passage needs clearing out and ventilating. It starts over there and spirals down. Then we need to bore through ten metres of rock, a hole big enough to apparate through.”
Draco looked at Harry: #If I melt through, I could start boring. If you get the troops digging out. I’ve got an oxygenating potion with me. That’ll last until you can ventilate. If not, I’ll melt back.# He looked at Bwca: #That reasonable?#
Bwca nodded and started to divide as Harry went out to see where the blocked passageway was.
“Right Guys. We need to quietly dig out this old passageway it will lead us down to much nearer Gandy. No blasting or the other side will hear the reverberations. Pile the debris over there, please?”
It was not as easy as the asking. The adit had been filled in to stop it collapsing. However, with Seamus’s and Dean’s expertise in concrete making enough of the debris could be consolidated. Gabriellus’s mining trainees learned a few new techniques on the job and some greater rapport built up between the construction and mining professors. They agreed that the whole adit did not need excavating. Just enough to act as an escape hole. Then they set about devising a way to make it collapse quickly once the rescue party had surfaced. Logistics sorted; the team started to excavate and shore up the passage.
In the gallery below Draco and Bwca worked at a hole not more than a foot round. It was not direct, but connected a number of volcanic cavities, one of which had glowing molten magma at its bottom. Each time they joined another cavity the air pressure changed and it became obvious that the cavern in which Ganymede was incarcerated was pressurised. At one time Draco had to melt back in order to obtain another oxygenating potion. Luckily for him Blaise was on the ball and had, with Pullet and Phealey, made a few more batches.
Draco was holding hands with Bwca: “It might be an idea to create some pressurised bags. There’s no point in oxygenating the whole cavern, it might cause an explosion.”
Seamus was listening in: “Erm … That might be a good idea, after yer’ve escaped … Erm … send the magma down the tube. If the kobold’s think there was a tremor, maybe they’ll not look ter hard for Gandy.”
Draco looked at Bwca: #Could that be done?# and grabbed Seamus’s hand so he would understand the reply.
#We’d have to be very careful … but it is a possibility#
Seamus shook Draco’s hand off: #I have learned Parseltongue, yer know!#
#Sorry. I forgot. I owe you a favour.#
#I have just the favour in mind too.# Seamus had a quick grope and grinned: #But it’s a favour that can wait.#
Bwca saw the exchange and grinned: #He owes me a couple of favours for melting him … A certain blond is going to have a very overworked prick in a few days’ time.#
#I’ll pay my debts, no need to worry, but later please.# Draco carefully adjusted himself.
They melted through the rock returning to the bore and building a pressure door in the intermediate magma chamber.
Meanwhile the two godsons were having another sexy time. Their mind meld with Ganymede was relaying his feelings as another of the kobolds tasted him. It was not clinical in the least. Part of the fun for the kobolds was getting their victim very worked up and responsive.
In a corner, Harry spotted two very embarrassed goblins panting and gyrating lewdly. Quickly he erected another tent to cover them. “Get undressed and satisfy each other.” He ordered the two remaining godsons: “It’s not as though I haven’t seen your cocks before. Just get them out. If I remember correctly at your bonding ceremony I saw them performing as they should.”
“B-but it’s-s embarrassing!”
“It’ll be more embarrassing if I have to strip you naked magically. Harry pointed a finger menacingly “Exu …”
“Alright! Alright, we’re stripping!”
“That’s better. My … You are excited, aren’t you?”
“He’s not doing it properly. We were nearly there and he’s slapping it!” Selwyn threw his legs wide, huffing and displaying his cock lewdly.
“It’s gone off the boil!” Probert’s pink prick began to sag.
“OH!” both of then shouted and started to squirm: “He’s tickling.”
Harry developed a hard-on watching the godsons’ antics. However, he did have the presence of mind to put up a silencing charm.
~~~ DOWN BELOW ~~~
In the prison cavern Ganymede was in the hands of the smallest kobold he had met, so far. And what hands they were. It knew just when to stroke, just heavy enough to excite, but not to bring to fruition. It knew just when to suck and exactly what suction would produce spasms in its recipient. It fingered the edges of his glans almost to numbness and then altered its application to a small ball on a smooth stick which it stuck down Ganymede’s urethra and twizzled. The goblin was just about to squirt when that treatment stopped. While he panted and pleaded the kobold lightly tickled the inside of his thighs; keeping the just-there feeling going, but not allowing its fruition.
As his prick drooped the kobold stroked it to full prominence, transferring the gestures to his perineum. And continuing the ‘I’m-about-to-cum’ feeling. A buzzing dildo artfully rubbed against his prostate and other such instruments kept poor Ganymede on the brink of sublimation for nearly two hours. His two linked-brothers were able to reach their zenith, more than once. However, their experience was worse. Their already sensitised pricks were subjected to Ganymede’s longing thoughts towards fulfilment. They lay on two conjured beds and howled their sex-filled imaginings. Not daring to touch each other or cover up their exposed proud pricks.
Harry, watching over them, was not quite affected as much, but his prick was hard and in the open too as he worked off lascivious thoughts.
Luckily for Draco, he had shut off the sendings, because he and Bwca were concentrating hard on the bore and calculating pressures. Teddy had created a removable plug in the prison cave next door to Ganymede’s and was slowly letting the pressure move down the now open bore until Draco’s half of the chamber reached the same compression. Although it did not affect Bwca, Draco found he had to exercise in order to accommodate the increase and not suffer from the bends.
At last the pressures were equal and the mining team had erected a second door in the intermediate chamber. That air-lock had to be brought up to the increased pressure and stabilised before the rescue began.
~~~ RESCUE ~~~
Carefully, Teddy cut a human sized hole in the rock wall between the two cells. The kobold, concentrating on Ganymede’s prick was unaware of anything until the Incarcerous caught it. Taking the keys off it, Teddy locked the cell from inside and left the key jamming the lock. Next, he undid the chains that held Ganymede. Ganymede’s first action was to seek immediate manual relief; covering the incarcerated kobold in spunk.
As they climbed through the escape hole the kobold burst out crying: “Please, Oh, please, take me with you. When my colleagues find I let their prisoner go they’ll do horrible things to me. I saw it once when I was young. It took thirteen days for the kobold to die. All that time they pleasured him as well as slowly torturing him bloody by cutting bits off him – His balls were the last. His mind went first, I think. I can still hear his screams in my dreams and that was twenty years ago. Please take me or kill me … Don’t let them get me … please … oh … please.”
Teddy looked at Ganymede: “Well?”
“He’s the best cock-tease of them all. He didn’t hurt me. I might have been tempted to kill some of the rougher ones, but not him.” Ganymede grinned: “I think he might be able to teach us a few things about being pleasured. He was ace!”
Teddy looked at the little creature. Hardly bigger than an adult elf: “He looks so young, but he must be nearly forty. I’ve never had to kill anyone in cold blood either. Are you sure he’ll be tortured?”
“Yes, ‘fraid so. I’ve seen what the others do to their slaves. Not pretty. Maybe they were trying to frighten me, but I’d not like to risk someone’s life on it.”
Teddy shrugged: “Mobilicorpus!” and drew the shivering kobold through the hole. He then faced the rock: #Bwca?#
Bwca materialised.
#It seems we have a captive to transport.#
#I was listening in. What’s the problem?#
#Would you ask Dray-coz if we can side along a bound captive, please?#
“W-what are t-they s-saying?”
“My Parseltongue is not very good,” replied Ganymede, “But they are discussing how to transport you.”
“Transport me?”
“Yes. I shall apparate through that bore there.”
“But your body won’t fit.”
“Apparition squeezes it somehow, so it will fit.”
“But I don’t know how to apparate.” The kobold started crying again: “Please kill me.”
Bwca and Draco melted out of the rock. He looked at the small being: “If we strip you and grease you, we should be able to side-along you. Otherwise we’ll leave you behind.”
“Kill me first if you leave me … please?”
“Erm … God-dad … Can I grease him up, please?”
Draco grinned at Ganymede: “Some special areas in mind, have you?”
Ganymede grinned back: “How did you guess. Let’s get out of here first, though.” He looked at the kobold training his regained staff on him: “If we release you will you behave? You will need to strip completely, and I shall grease you up.”
“Yes, I promise, you will take me with you, won’t you?”
“That is the idea. Finite Incantatem Edwardensis!”
The kobold sprang up and started to remove its clothes. Meanwhile Ganymede had summoned the lubricant bottle that the kobold had been using, squirting some on to his hands. Meekly the kobold came over and allowed the young goblin to cover it with the slick oil. Ganymede did have a quick fumble; but was disciplined enough not to go too far. Ganymede added to the slickness of his own body and then grabbed the kobold, nestling it closely in his arms. He took a big breath: “In ogof canolradd apparydym!” and disapparated.
When they landed the kobold was shivering in fear: “Am I alive?”
“Yes, and I cannot see any scratches on you. Are there any on me?”
The kobold staggered to its feet and peered at Ganymede: “Not that I can see. Where are we?”
“In an intermediate cavern before we are free.”
“Merlin, do we have to go through that squeeze-thing again. I still feel sick.”
Teddy, Draco and Bwca melted out of the rock.
“Do you know anything about channelling magma, kobold?”
“Yes, I’ve seen it done, why?
“We want to fill up the bore you’ve just apparated through. There’s a well of it over there.”
The kobold wobbled over and peered at the glowing, bubbling mass. “If we reduce the pressure in here it will rise up and flow down the bore. We’d need to heat up the channel so that it doesn’t solidify too quickly.”
Bwca looked at Kobold: #I can deal with the pressure reduction once you’re on the other side of the air-lock.#
Draco grabbed Kobold’s hand and had Bwca repeat the statement also holding Draco’s hand.
“*#There needs to be a substantial blockage on the side that shelters us.#*”
#*“We can get the members to bring all the rubbish they dug out down into this cavern.”*#
“*#May I supervise it?#*”
Bwca nodded their assent.
The first job was for the humanoids to go into the air-lock. It took half an hour of hard exercise for them to acclimatise to the normal air pressure and exit towards the Dumbledorians. Then the remaining void was filled with the excavated rubble by the squads. Seamus teaching the mining students how to create his special concrete. Kobold added to the mixture, making it even stronger. Everyone retired above ground finding clothes for those who had none. Bwca and Teddy melted into the rock and released the magma, having firstly heated up the bore hole until it almost melted. There was a crack and a rumble; as the mini earthquake signalled the release of the magma. The ground shuddered and a very hot Teddy appeared out of a rock face. Harry handed him his clothes.
“Bwca has gone back to the caverns, just to insure nothing is too upset. What’s going to happen to the kobold?”
“The three Godsons want to entertain him for a few days.” Harry smirked: “I can imagine how too. Gabby thinks he might help out in the mining academy as well.” He grinned malevolently: “It’ll give those staid goblin students a few new lessons, I expect.”
Teddy smirked back: “Dray-coz owes a few debts, I rather fancy watching him repay them.”
“Debts?”
“C’mon God-dad. Don’t be dense.” Uncharacteristically Teddy reached out and gave Harry’s package a long exploratory squeeze and attempted to get inside his flies.
Harry was so taken aback that he did not counteract the exploring digits immediately, then he screwed up his eyes: “I’m not dense and you’re too forward, young man.” Slapping the invading hand away: “Time for you to learn a lesson, I think. Incarcerous! Mobilicorpus!” Harry towed Teddy into an unused bedroom and left him there. He went looking for the godsons.
“May I borrow the kobold for a couple of hours, please?”
“Yes God-dad. Any special reason?”
“Time for another of my godsons to learn a lesson, I think!”
The three goblins smirked at him knowingly.
Ganymede looked at the kobold: “Knob, go with our God-dad, I think he has need of your special talents.”
“Yes Sir!”
Harry led the kobold into the bedroom. “This young man is getting too forward. He’s decided that his guardians are fair game in the sexual stakes. Perhaps a lesson or two about suspended desire might be in order?”
“I understand, Sir. Am I to have him parcelled up?”
“I think I shall sit here and watch you unwrap the parcel.”
“What do you mean, God-dad.?”
“Knob has a very special expertise in keeping young men’s libido on the boil. I think you overstepped the mark making remarks about Draco and trying to grope me. A new lesson in propriety coming up, young man.”
Knob’s first action was to unzip Teddy and bring forth his slack member. It remained slack for about three minutes whilst the kobold worked his fingers around Teddy’s pubic area. Thereafter his stiffness was repeatedly caressed whilst the slow unpeeling of his clothes took place. Teddy’s cheeky grin was soon displaced by one of lascivious longing.
“Please God-dad, tell him that I need to come, urgently.”
“Only when I think you’ve learned your lesson, Teddy. I shall return in an hour or two.”
“Oh no! I won’t last that long.”
Knob grinned at his victim: “I can assure you that you will last that long. Accio instrument case!” The leather case flew into his hands: “I have all the things here that the three goblins asked me to bring. Now … Where to start?”
“You’ve already started. Please God-dad, make him give me release?”
“Only when I think you’ve learned your lesson.”
“I have learned it already!”
“And you’ll just as easily forget it when you feel randy again. What Draco and I do together, represents our deep love for each other. You, on the other hand, at sixteen, just want to experiment with lust. So, on the lust level you will learn. I think I’ll ask Claudius if he’d like to come and see you in action.”
“Oh no! Please no? I’ll be the butt of his crude jokes for ages. As it is, I can counter them now, but if he sees me helpless like this … Oh dear.”
Harry grinned knowingly at his Godson and left them to it; without saying anything more. He did not, however, inform Claudius.
Meanwhile Draco, true to his word, had paid his debt to Seamus, with Dean watching on. Both of them ogled him whilst he paid a double debt to Bwca. It was fairly clinical. However, both Harry and Draco were in a very sexy mood when Harry found his partner. They had an hour-long session together most of which concentrated on their libidinous feelings towards each other and a little plotting what to do to Teddy. At the end of their session they showered and feeling satiated wandered down to see how Teddy was getting on.
As they entered, Knob looked up: “He’s very contrite now. May I release him?” and licked his lips, eyeing Teddy’s shining purple protuberance.
“You deserve your reward … Why not?”
Knob applied his lips and tongue to Teddy’s swollen glans. Within a couple of minutes, the young metamorphmagus was arching off the bed and turning crimson as he made his release into the greedy kobold’s mouth. Knob did not stop immediately; but continued to lick and tickle as Teddy squirmed and gasped in high lasciviousness. Eventually his fleshy rod went soft and Teddy lay there nakedly panting, without any energy to arise.
“Is that what you wanted, Sir?” Knob enquired.
“It seems to be, at the moment, thank you. What is next on your agenda?”
“Not sex, I can assure you. Professor Gratian wishes to discuss some lessons about magma control, I think. That is if you allow it.”
Harry smiled at Knob: “You were rescued from an agonising fate, as we should have. You are free to make decisions about your own destiny now. We appreciate your wanting to put something in to the general good. That is how our society works. You will find no hindrance from us as long as you use your talents for the good of the community. In reverse, if you decide to stay with us, we will feed and clothe you. Each person gives of their talents however big or small and receives back love and sustenance. You’ll have to work out where the balance is.”
“You mean, I’m not to be ordered around? My supervisor was very strict before. I’m not sure if I can handle it.”
Draco looked compassionately on the manikin: “If the pressure gets too much, come and see us. I’m sure we could provide you with orders enough to help your conscience. Just for now, go and see Professor Gratian, take as long as you both need to work out the magma lessons. Maybe you will have other ideas to teach the mining students. I’m sure Seamus and Dean would welcome instruction on that strength you added to their already superb concrete. Is that enough instruction?”
“Yes, thank you, Sirs!”
Harry chuckled: “Make sure you have some recreation too. I have a feeling you might like to learn to swim, or sing, or paint pictures. Look around and see what others do.”
“Erm … I’d like to learn to ride a broomstick.”
“No problem, both of us would be happy to coach you.”
“Oh? Thankyou … I’ll go and see Professor Gratian first, I think.” So saying, Knob went off in search of Gabriellus.
###
An hour later a very sheepish Teddy sought them out. There was a big bulge under his belt. He saw Draco eyeing it: “It’s the roomiest Quidditch box I could find. I’m still very susceptible down there.” He sat down very carefully: “I’m truly sorry for letting my hands stray God-dad, I won’t do it again, I promise.”
“Be careful what you promise, Teddy. What would happen if we were playing cock-tag in the pool, as we do occasionally? I know you’ve played it a couple of times with the Stamps.”
“Why would that be different? I’ve watched you all playing it when I was younger. Does that mean I can join in? I’m muddled.”
“We have a code of behaviour. What is it? Where did you abrogate it? When is it possible to relax the inhibitions? Did you walk up to Claudius and grab his balls, first time?”
“No, of course not. We were very tentative … Erm … being dorm mates we had seen each other in the nude and sporting woodies. I suppose we had a mad-hour when some of us managed to have a feel. Erm … When I had a nightmare, he came and shared my bed, just hugging me. That helped a lot. Morning came and we both had woodies, I suppose that was the first time. Not much happened because the need to pee took over.
Next time was when we were joshing around. I made a cutting remark as we were getting undressed. I turned around to put my pants on the shelf and he put his hand between my thighs and grabbed a handful. ‘Take that back, or I’ll squeeze hard’ he said. I was feeling skittish and made an arch remark, so he squeezed, not hard, but pulsing-like. I went stiff and he noticed, so he tried a couple of tugs. I retaliated and found he had a stiffy too. We stopped because some other dorm mates came in. I think it was me who, a few weeks later, suggested we might share a bed one cold night, only we didn’t bundle. We got some sleep; but we’d had a lot of exploration too. It was a bit messy, but we soon learned some cleansing charms. I suppose we were less inhibited thereafter. Within months everyone in our dorm had felt and been felt by everyone else. I suppose it was a bit naughty, we weren’t even sixteen.”
Harry chuckled: “Neither were we when we started. Draco and I shared a room at the Leakey Cauldron, first. We experimented and we met some broonies. Then we fell out, then we harassed each other – I suppose we were showing and interest, but it came out perversely. Then later on Voldie interfered and we fucked for the first time to save Draco. Though Voldie thought it was the other way around. I suppose we were sixteen then.”
“So did the hoodies get you first?”
D:*Careful how you answer, Partner, I’ve heard rumours.*
“They weren’t around then. We were both more interested in not getting caught by the death eaters. They did unspeakable things to Draco and it’d have been worse for me if he didn’t help me to escape. Did the hoodies get you then?”
H:*What kind of rumours?*
D:*Sexual abduction!*
“Yes … On my sixteenth birthday night ... They’d had Claudius a few weeks earlier and he came back sore too. Merlin … Knob’s much better at that than they were.”
“How’s that? I thought you wanted out quickly?”
“I did … But … Then … He has a knack of treating you specially. With them it was what they got out of it, more than you. With him he concentrates on giving you a good time as well as keeping you on the edge of coming. Personal service instead of insensitive public groping.”
“I’m not sure what you mean?”
“Erm … This is embarrassing … Erm …” Teddy blushed and looked at the wall: “When the hoodies had me, I was stripped naked quickly; ‘get-em-off-or we’ll-rip-em-off’. They stood round me with their hands groping me, and fingers penetrating me. Whenever I tried to defend myself, they would make a dirty comment and pull my hands away. If I tried to curl up, they smacked my bum. Once they tied my hands to a loop above my head. Another time they tied my feet and hands to a bar and hung me from it. My balls and arse were open for them to mess with. I’m not looking forward to my eighteenth birthday night. They say they’re going to fuck me properly. At least that won’t be my first time; that was with the mermen, thank Merlin. Quite enjoyable too.”
“Let me get this straight. They abducted you on your sixteenth birthday.”
“Yes … Told me it was a Hogwarts’ tradition.”
H:*Not heard of that one.*
D:*Nor me … We did it to each other on our sixteenth, only a public wanking in the dorm by your dorm-mates though.*
“We don’t think that it is a tradition, Teddy. It sounds as though someone’s using your gullibility to assault you sexually.”
“What? And here we were thinking that you’d all gone through it too.”
“How often?”
“Every seventh week from my birthday. Merlin, that’s all of us. They can’t get any sleep.”
“You sure it’s all of you?”
“Not asked the girls, but most of us boys hint about it. It’s sort of shaming and sort of bravado too, if you see what I mean.”
Draco looked grim: “Do you know who they are?”
“The Hoodies. That’s not much help … Erm … They keep their faces covered and don’t speak. Each has a role to play and each of them manages to bring you off. They have a slippery lotion which they use. It sort-of stings and warms your cock and stops it getting sore. After two sessions you’re panting, and they give you a lemon drink. That seems to give your prick extra life. I tried refusing once, but they held my nose and forced it down, nearly choking me in the process. I didn’t refuse a second time!”
Harry squirmed: “I don’t like the sound of this at all. Are they fellow students?”
“Probably a bit older. We have looked round but no-one, bar an abductee, looks any the worse for wear the following morning. Circe’s Calumny! I’ve told the authorities. You two tricked me into telling. The Hoodies laid a curse on you if you blab.”
“Firstly, we’re not the authorities. By that they mean the professors or caretakers, possibly even the aurors. We don’t fall into that category, now..” Draco was very emphatic: “No curse can therefore be invoked. We’re not your parents either, they might just be counted as authorities. I take it that you haven’t told Aunt Dromeda, she’s your legal guardian.”
Teddy giggled: “I wouldn’t dare shock her with that kind of thing. So, no! I’m unique, not having parents alive. Maybe the curse won’t happen, therefore.” He grinned: “I’ll let you know if my balls feel like detaching themselves or my prick starts to burn.” He had a quick look inside his belt: “They seem to be in order, if a little sensitive, at the moment.”
Draco looked thoughtful: “Could you use your melting talent to find out who they are. I’ve had a wicked thought. If we report this to Minerva, we might be involving the authorities. However, if we abduct an abductor and let Knob loose on him …”
“… Got the idea … Erm … Maybe we could wear hoods and watch. Like those who have been abducted.”
“Keep it just between us to begin with. Once we know who they are then we might become a little more open.”
“Um … What I don’t understand is why the wards don’t keep them out.”
“Where would you draw the line, Harry? We’re dealing with a lot of sexed-up teenagers. Even if the abductors are older, if their intent is personal gratification, however weird, then it cannot be counted as the type of evil we ward against. Imagine if every time a student wanked, he set of the wards.”
“Um … Yes, I see … Same type of argument as about angry debates. So, let’s be sneaky …Eh?”
“Good idea! Yes! Very sneaky! I have a couple of ideas … … …”
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