Chapter 55: Utterly Trouncing the Prodigy

"Sis, what did that jerk slip you to make you take his side like that?" Elise Ferguson stomped her foot, seething. Catalina Ferguson faltered at her sister's jab. Heat climbed her cheeks. She hadn't realized it, but Fabian Farrell had been meaning more and more to her. Huxley, stung by the slight, snorted. "If that's how it is, then as you wish. My rules are simple. We trade couplets. Each of us gives an upper line, the other answers with a lower line. If the answerer can't reply within three exchanges,...