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    “Now, now,” Snufkin told himself. “It could be a coincidence…”

    A coincidence, that a poem with the exact same title and opening lines as his own work had made its way to publication? Unlikely.

    Snufkin didn’t have his original copy to compare the stolen poem against. He only enjoyed writing poetry. Afterwards, he never really wanted to revisit it or share it. He just left the old notebook behind somewhere and procured a new one, ready to start again.

    There was no denying the familiarity, though. After hearing it in Moominpappa’s voice, he couldn’t remember when or where he penned it, but the work was certainly his.

    That didn’t solve the issue of how this De Hemulton fellow had come to claim it as his own, or why.
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    A very familiar poetry collection has become popular in Moominvalley.

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    22 Dec 2025

  2. Rec 44

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    “I’m very busy today, so I can’t be looking after you!” Snork said, bustling about with blueprints bundled in his arms. “I will need the whole house for this stage of my invention! I can’t be tripping over you and your silly toys. Go outside and play.”

    It would be a waste of breath to tell him that she was much too old to ‘go outside and play’, so muttering many rude things to herself, Snorkmaiden went out for the day.

    It was a lovely spring afternoon, but with Snork being such a fink, she could hardly enjoy it. Perhaps she would see if Moomintroll wanted to do something – he was sort of supposed to be her boyfriend, after all. Although it was sometimes hard to tell how much of it was playing pretend and how much of it was real. On days like this, when she felt down and grumpy and Snork had been cruel to her, she rather suspected it was the former.

    No, she didn’t want to go to Moominhouse today. It was no good, going to your boyfriend when you were upset. Boyfriends were no help at all.
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    Snorkmaiden has the day to herself, and something to prove.

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    21 Dec 2025

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    It was terrifying. Here it was, finally, the disaster she’d so believed in. Mrs Fillyjonk wanted to bolt back up the stairs, locking the door and the disaster behind her.

    She perhaps would have, if she were not a little thrilled as well.

    At the foot of the stairs, there were something sneaking on top of the trashcans. Barely able to breathe, Mrs Fillyjonk swung around to shine her lamp on it.

    “Ah!”

    The disaster collapsed, bringing the bins down with it in a cacophony of metal clanging. The disaster had fallen in, head-first, and was rolling around on the floor with her short legs kicking desperately.

    “Misabel?” Mrs Fillyjonk gasped.

    “Madame?” came Misabel’s muffled reply. She sat up, the trash can still lodged on her head.

    What a disappointment! Finally, a real disaster, and it was just little Misabel rummaging through her bins!
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    Mrs Fillyjonk and Misabel live together for a while.

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    “Uh,” Moomintroll said, and then because he didn’t even know where to begin, decided to keep his question simple. “What is happening?”

    They both stared at him as though he was completely stupid.

    “Isn’t it obvious enough?” Snorkmaiden asked.

    “Oh, my Moomintroll,” Snufkin said, and Moomintroll had no idea how to deal with hearing Snufkin say that. “You can be slow sometimes.”

    Snorkmaiden flickered a few more colours. Snufkin didn’t let go of his paws. Moomintroll stared at them both, still utterly at a loss.

    Little My threw a handful of raspberry crumble at his head.

    “They’ve swapped bodies, you great useless marshmallow.”
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    Snorkmaiden and Snufkin swap bodies. It raises questions nobody is ready to answer.

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    Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena, Architect of Olympus, Military Strategist, and Bane of Bruce Wayne

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