Dolemeck cringed as the trunk was open, and inside well... it made his jaw drop. There was a rather gawdy, sequined dress inside, a large make-up box... the kind that movie make-up artists would use, high heel shoes, a boa (the feathered kind), and... a live, ANGRY Peacock.
"What... the bloody... hell... ow! Ow! It's attacking me! It's attacking meeeeee!" The peacock suddenly began to peck and bite at Dolemeck.
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