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Invitation for the Duchess

There's a grand event taking place in a fictional land of your choice. Create an invitation worth salivating over.


Fia brushed off her nightgown. She'd sat down more times than she could reasonably count. In fact, she was presently sitting with Reia on her lap ignoring the Dodo bird who apparently couldn't understand Fia's language anyway.

Reia stood up, sniffing the air. “Come on, Fia.”

“What is it?” Fia and the Hatter said over each other.

“Salmon and chocolate cake,” Reia said. She was drooling. “We're invited to luncheon.” She sniffed again. “At the Cheshire Cat's tree. Immediately. Fancy dress optional. RSVP in person or by puppy chow if not planning to attend.”

“You got all that by smell?” asked the Hatter.

“You didn't?” The kitten rolled her eyes.

Fia stood and followed Reia out of town.