“Take Binky with you!” Scarlet sobbed into the summoner’s chest.
Carbunkle looked across the weeping philosopher’s head into the dead eyes of the monkey, Binky.
Binky put down the piece of toast he was slathering jam upon. With the jam-encrusted knife he drew three slashes of raspberry across his forehead.
Simian War Paint — Carbunkle recognized it immediately.
The monkey crunched down on his toast, and turned to pack his bag.
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