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He was only a monster in part, he told her, and he was acquainted with the monster who’d lived at this residence before. At these words, Shenanigans peeked over her shoulder, as if looking for any sign of the den’s former inhabitant. But the Hobbit Hole was largely empty, save for a few everyday objects scattered about the floor.

Facing forward when he offered to introduce her to said monster, she wagged her tail and cried, Yes, please! I love monsters! She paused to take a breath before adding, I’ve never met one before! What’s your name?