"I love this clubhouse!" Daniel exclaimed, his eyes wide as he tugged the pulley continuously. Kat waddled over to Daniel and asked me, "Can we keep it, Harry?" "Yeah, can we?" Daniel pleaded. I shook my head at the two of them. "It belongs to whoever made it," I explained, gazing around. I noticed the hammer and nails that lay on the slices of wood floor, thinking that whoever made it was still working on it. The kids sighed, and Daniel threw his butt to the ground, pouting at me with his arms crossed. Kat tried to copy him, but ended up falling backwards. I squinted at the pipe holding up the two tree branches, making the door. A tiny label was stuck to it that read: Property of Louis Tomlinson and Stanley Lucas. Neither name sounded familiar. Just as I was about to ask the kids if they recognized the names, Daniel gasped and said, "We can leave a note for them! They can reply, it'll be like having a pen pal, this will be so fun, please Harry, can we?" I sighed. "I'm not sure if we should." "Why not?" "Well, they might not want us to be in their fort." Daniel shrugged. "It's in the middle of the forest. Anyone can come in!" After a moment of thought, I gave in, reaching in my bag and handing Daniel a pen and a piece of paper. "Thanks, Harry! This is gonna be so fun!" Daniel laughed.All Rights Reserved
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