There's always one of them in every class, and Professor Bixby ShiningGear wasn't going to let some stupid prankster ruin his fox ride. Including the Queen's blessing, he had rather thought of everything, and thus prepared, he considered his pupil's infantile challenge with a smile.
There was of course no way he could take off his clothes without the Queen's magic. He knew his pupil would have seen to that. The question remaining was: how would his fox respond?
"Rock and stock and stone!" Bixby grumbled. "That stream had better not be cold!" And, with this suitable proclamation duly uttered (so as not to seem too eager), he disrobed, spilling the last of the magic in his haste.
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