Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

At dusk you open your bedroom curtains, marvelling at the fading sunset over the slushy February snow. Usually the wetness and muddiness of the winter landscape would bother you, but tonight it seems… lovely--almost magical. As a cloud floats away, revealing the full moon, you sigh and curl up under the covers, but you can’t take your eyes off the window. The nightscape is enchanting. A dark cloud covers the moon once again, but as it’s briefly illuminated you realize it isn’t dark at all, but pink. You pause to wonder why a sunset cloud should bother you, and remember that the sun had left the sky ages ago. Your unfocused eyes look back to the window, but the cloud is gone. As you’re persuading yourself it was your imagination, something taps at the window. It’s a snowy owl, holding an envelope. Without a second thought, you jump out of bed to let it in, convinced it’s your Hogwarts letter at last. But as you snatch it up and the owl flies away, you notice it’s addressed to you in pink ink, not green, and sealed with a strange heart design instead of the telltale crest. Inside, you find a crisp, parchment letter and a silver key. The letter reads:

Dearest Chatterboxer,

You and thirteen lucky others have been selected to depart on a lovely vacation at Amor Lodge, a romantic skiing getaway in the snowiest of majestic mountains. Included are free meals, free snacks, free ski rentals, and yes, free white chocolate drizzled popcorn. Enclosed is your silver key, which is your ticket to virtually everything, so don’t lose it!

Amor lodge is not responsible for any injuries, heartbreaks, loss of limbs, deaths, or betrayals of any kind. Please take into consideration that while the other thirteen vacationers may be lucky, it most certainly doesn’t mean you are.

Only a packing list is required. Limit one Alter Ego OR Captcha OR Viktor Krum miniature per guest. Departure will commence on February the fourteenth.

We hope to see you next week!

With Love,

The Amor Lodge Staff

P.S. If you accept, fold along the dotted lines and toss out the window. If you don’t… never mind.

You shake your head, fold the letter into the indicated paper airplane, and toss it out the window uncertainly. A distinct pop sounds and a box of complementary candy hearts promptly appears in your hands. Oddly not in the least disconcerted, you run off to pack.

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A classic ski lodge just in time for Valentine’s Day! Do you accept? Or do you value your life— Ah, did I say that? I mean... nevermind. No charrie sheet required, just a packing list (if you want) and only one AE or Captcha please. I’ll start next week, assuming all 14 slots are filled (slots do not include companions) Enjoy!