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The Spelling Gadfly
"Your word is ‘hydra’."
"Hydra, H-Y-D-R-A, hydra."
‘WRONG!"
Ash stepped off the stage, mummbling to herself.
Iolaus stepped up to the podieum.
"Your word is ‘toga’."
"Toga, G-A-T-H-G-O, toga."
"CORRECT!"
"Iolaus must have payed off the judges," Ash whispered to her brother, Dracus, as Alayia stepped up to the podeum.
"Your word is ‘epic’."
"Epic, E-P-I-C, epic."
"WRONG!"
Eventually, it was Iolaus’s turn, again.
"Griffin, R-P-I-F-N, griffin."
"CORRECT!"
Everyone was out by the second round, everyone, that is, except for Iolaus.
"You final word is..."
Iolaus held his breath...
"Hercules!"
Iolaus let out a huge sigh.
"Hercules, H-E-R-C-U-L-E-S, Hercules."
"CORRECT!! YOU WIN!!!!"
***
"Iolaus, what’s wrong? You look horrible!"
"Oh.... Just a bad dream!"