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"There is no way you could have been my boyfriend," decided Squatch. "My boyfriend was never that conceded. Of course, I have a bad memory, so I wouldn't know."

"Huh? Boyfriend? What's this about a boyfriend?" Asked Fiesty.
Feisty winked at her. "Well, I'll see you later... Squatch." he clucked, marching off into the brush.
 
Frosty was perching in a tree, observing the farmyard. Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name. He looked down, and saw Chesta, staring up at him. "WHAT?" he crowed, "I'M A LITTLE BUSY RIGHT NOW."
"I NEED YOU TO HELP ME!" Chesta screed. "COME DOWN,"
Frosty flew down, landing in a pile of leaves. "Well? What do you want?" he puffed.
"I need you to help me find the Wise One. And quick."
"Why?"
"Oh... reasons." Chesta clucked quickly.
 
Frosty was perching in a tree, observing the farmyard. Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name. He looked down, and saw Chesta, staring up at him. "WHAT?" he crowed, "I'M A LITTLE BUSY RIGHT NOW."
"I NEED YOU TO HELP ME!" Chesta screed. "COME DOWN,"
Frosty flew down, landing in a pile of leaves. "Well? What do you want?" he puffed.
"I need you to help me find the Wise One. And quick."
"Why?"
"Oh... reasons." Chesta clucked quickly.
"I can triiiiiiiiy," said Frosty, unsure of himself. Snowfeather popped down from the trees.
"I'm a decent tracker," he said.

Meanwhile, Tucker had disappeared into the woods. He was going to find that creature first.
 

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