Currently Unnamed Journal

by Zyggy

Painfully Short Chapter

After what could be considered uneventful, we went back to the library, Blondebolt going to his room for some sort of reading thing, and myself down to the typewriter so I could write out what happened.
I read the various parts of the story as well, and realized something very important when I got to the part where I was shrunk.
Looking at the end, the thought and thus realization hit me.
The pouch was my cash pouch.
“THE BITCH STOLE MY CASH!”