Triton knew something was up the moment he saw the box. It was big, and there was nothing he would get that would ever come in a box that size and shape. There was a tag on it, addressed to him, with the inscription, "For a job well done. Have fun. Love, Dad." ...Poseidon would never have written that. Ever. Still, there was the question of what was inside.
Cautiously, Triton opened the box, and inside was... Melpomene. Trussed up like a Christmas goose, a gag in her mouth. For once, Triton started to laugh.
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Date: 2012-06-16 11:07 pm (UTC)Cautiously, Triton opened the box, and inside was... Melpomene. Trussed up like a Christmas goose, a gag in her mouth. For once, Triton started to laugh.