I wiggle out of Newt's case and look around. My eyes widen in excitement as I waddle off to explore and find more shiny objects to store in my pouch and line my nest with. "Naughty little bugger." I hear Newt mutter behind me when he realizes I am free. I look back for a moment then slip away as fast as I can.
- Stealing Shiny Things
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