Marcus

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Collect. Deliver. Repeat. The order for my newt half hour. Crate after create of produce. From the gardens to the kitchen. Over and over, again and again. All the while the other Glader's stand and party around the annual bonfire.

Sure, I could have accepted Greenbean's offer, but I declined. For I remember how fun the bonfire is. So, I continue shunting the produce filled boxes and crates.

"Finaly, the last one." I mumble to myself.

"Marcus! What are you doing over here?" ask's a voice form behind me.

"Oh, hey Fry." I greet my fellow Glader.

"What are you doing?" Frypan ask's again.

"Oh, just moving the harvest."

"By yourself?''

"Yeah. Greenbean offered to help, but I declined."

"Okay. Well you all done now? Cause the fire's almost over."

"Yeah. I'm done."

"Well then let's go!"

"Okay. Okay."

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