Ron: Well... whatever your going to do... count me in.
Walten: Okay. So I saw Tipsy hide a book somewhere. I bet it's a diary.
Ron: You DO know he'll be mad if you read his diary right?
Walten: Well... it's fine if we don't tell him like a bunch of dummies.
Ron: Fine. But if we get in trouble then I will hold you responsible.
Walten: Deal.
Ron: Okay. Let's go find that book.
*5 minutes later*
Ron: I found it.
Walten: Okay: Let's go to the kitchen to read it.
*Soon*
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Ron: You open it.
Walten: No you!
Ron: This was your idea!
Walten: Fine. I'll open it up first.
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I had finally escaped from containment. The soldier are trying there best to look for me. I had ran to a forest. I climbed a tree to hide better. I held my breath just in case that those people were looking for me. I hear them coming near me.
"Where is he?! Find him! Don't lose him!"
I heard the boss. He was very close to me. I looked down and I was above him. If I make the most quiet noise i'm dead.
