McBeth.
They begged and begged. They wheedled.
Finally, finally - their parents caved.
That Friday night the knives slept overnight at their friend Winey's place. The little ones bunked up together for security (even though they told the bigger blades they weren't scared).
Of course, there were a few problems. That pampered primadonna Pamela Chef brought her own sheath, just to remind the rest how much better she was than any of them. They all stayed up far too late watching a fabulous slasher film, leaving them feeling rusty and worn the next morning.
But they really did have a fabulous time.
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