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title: 00003 - polish
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created: 2022-07-24
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updated: 2022-07-24
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spoilers: no
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syndicated: yes
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---
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### 00003
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> “SHOE SHINE!” Bellows Tea, with a full bodied laugh!
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> With a well practiced move, faster than one would think giant like Tea could
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> move, Tea removes an object from their satchel.
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>
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> …at first glance it appears to be a flail without a handle, but is actually a
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> spare pair of giant boots, held by their laces.
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> “These could indeed use a good shining.”
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> The boot are spectacularly large, probably a 1/2 size too large, in all honest,
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> for even Tea’s feet.
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>
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> The boots have gold eyelets.
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Earrings greedily snatches the boots and start washing, drying, and polishing them to a shine. Waistcoat eagerly tugs on Tea's wrist and guides him to the comfy chair, which is decidedly too small for his bulky frame. Teeth graciously offers him a wedge of cheese.
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Depending on how observant Tea is, he may or may not notice that the boots are returned to him with 1 - 3 fewer eyelets.
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> Bending down, Inky sniffs the bottles carefully, mumbling, "Creosote, shellac,
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> hopweed … ou, wild cherry liquorice." Then, a little louder to one of the
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> blahoblins, though it came out not much more than a squeak, "Might I ask from
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> where did you get these?"
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"Shoe Polish! We Make! Roots and ash!" shouts Waistcoat. They seem to only have the one volume.
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"Beeswax!" yells Earrings.
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"Resin!" cries Teeth.
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"SHOE SHIIINE!" they all cry in unison.
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[www](https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00022.html)
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