As the group continued to whisper, their final member appeared.
"What's today's agenda?"
"Don't play dumb with us, Kaazib."
"I beg your pardon, Eris?"
"Stop playing koi with us," Calypso hissed.
"What is the meaning of this, Zomo."
Turning slowly to face who he thought was his friend, he said, "We found out that you've been negatively affecting the party. We know that you're behind all the slanders, embezzlement, and have been trading our secrets elsewhere."
"You'd think I'd do such a thing?" He cried.
"Kaazib, we're kicking you from the congregation. Cease your crocodile tears."
He swam away crying.
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Wow. Great storytelling.✨
Creative & impressive!!!💕❤️❤️