Chapter 12

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After about an hour of pushing, installing and cooling, Ice Bear had finally set up the new fridge.
On the inside, really deep down he was excited.

"All set, bro?", Grizz asked, patting Ice Bear on the back.

Ice Bear just simply nodded back. "Ice Bear has to move stuff", he responded. He open the old fridge, grabbed his pillow and tossed it into the new fridge.

"Alright, we'll just get rid of this old fridge, no use for it now", Grizz announced.

Ice Bear was about to agree, but something didn't sit right within him. Why does Ice Bear feel this way?, he thought.

Ice Bear likes new freeze box. Ice likes old freeze box. Ice Bear does not want to choose.

What Ice Bear was not aware of, Panda was watching him. Even though it was that same face: Ice Bear. He could tell that Ice Bear was not happy.

Grizz began to walk toward the fridge, everything felt like slow motion to Ice Bear, the unplugging of the cord, the sound of it lifting off the ground.

Ice Bear isn't ready!!, He inwardly shouted.

"Wait!", Panda shouted. "We can't get rid of it"

"Why not?"

"Because",Panda answered. "Because, ummm, we could... Oh! we could put food in this fridge. Yeah, like Ice could have his fridge all to himself, and we could keep food in the other. It would be unfair to make Ice Bear stay in his new fridge with our food", he explained.

"Wow, Panda. Your right! This fridge is still useful. And plus it hold too many memories", Grizz sighed hugging the fridge. After awhile Grizz went to watch TV.

"Why did you save the old one?", Ice Bear asked.

"I couldn't let him just throw it out, I know that fridge means a lot to me. It.... means a lot to me, too", Panda said.

"Ice Bear thanks Panda", Ice Bear said.

Panda went back into his room, he felt weird, for some reason helping out Ice Bear made he feel happy, happier than he thought possible.

He was jumping up and down, inwardly screaming.

Why do I feel like this? I just fell like I want to support Ice Bear again and again., he thought.

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