Clue was beginning to suspect he’d made a friend, but he wouldn’t know; he’d never had one before. Narcissus Laurent behaved as if Clue was just… normal. Not some twisted spider trapped in the body of a forest sprite, but a person he could speak to and study with and — design giant pumpkins with.

That was how the blond pixie found himself seated in the enormous hollow vegetable, a flutter of a smile showing his amusement as Narcissus launched their unsteady ship into the Black Lake.

”Surprisingly, yes”, he replied as they embarked on their next adventure.