“Look what I have, my darlings!” Hutch, after carefully checking for any imps that may be caught in the door, kicked it closed behind them as they entered the Imporium. Immediately they were swarmed by imps clammering for their attention – they'd been gone for almost an entire hour, the imps must have been so lonely! Reginald, their loyal Chirop, landed in between their gently curling horns and proceeded to dig it’s little feet into their hair. Sesame, their favourite Phloof (d...