The plot bunny sat on the edge of my desk. "I've got nothing."
I looked in dismay. "You can't be serious. This is number 500!"
"Yeah, exactly. You create a new story for 500 weeks in a row!"
I looked at Musette. "You realize you're a figment of my imagination, right?"
"If your imagination is so good, do this yourself."
"Hold on." I didn't panic. Much. "520 is more important. That will be ten years."
"I'll be famous for it!" Her ears perked up.
"Right," I agreed. I still had to come up with something for the 500th story, though.
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