A Special Performance

Barry adjusted his headset and summoned the backstage crew paws pressed dramatically to his cheeks. “Okay, okay, don’t tell Baxter I spilled the cheese,” he whispered, wide-eyed. “But tomorrow is Unicorm Day—and the entire cast is going to wear unicorm costumes for the entire show. Eberyone. Tails, horns, sparkly hoobes, the works. It’s a surprise for the audience! I ordered glitter wiff the confetti. He glanced nervously at the purple mane and gold horn draped across the table. “It’s gonna be magical. Or a disaster. Or a magical disaster. Either way, it will be fun!”