The two Godmothers of the Faction met in the hall by accident. They made their way towards the Little Brother's dorm, muttering to each other in worried tones and arousing curious glances.
“He won't listen to anything I say! He just sits there with those little things. All day, all night; I'm not sure he even sleeps anymore!”
“I know! I went to one of the Godfathers about it; do you now what he told me? He told me to stop worrying over nothing! You know what he said they were?”
“No, what?”
“Something called 'Parablox'.”
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