Rar apologized to Dyson for not believing her, and wanted to know how a fire could get started. As the conversation continued Rar began to worry that a fire could start with Dyson.
“Don’t worry, Pretty takes good care of me. She empties my belly every time she pushes me around.”
A door opened in a different part of the house then Rar was used to. He could hear voices. He soon recognized one of the voices as Grunter.
“Are you sure we’re supposed to be here?”
“Yea.”
“Then why did we have to come in the back door?”
“Shut-up.”
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