"No you didn't."

"I told you I had a fight with a mirror, remember?"

"But you didn't say it was a magic mirror."

"Because maybe I left that part out."

George scowled at her.

"Okay fine, so sue me, and anyway Mr. Quantum Physics Camp, you don't believe in magic."

"That's right, I don't! I don't believe in magic, or spells, or enchantments! I believe in science, not this fairy tale junk." George glared at Stella; he was about to blurt something else when suddenly he was struck by her strange beauty, the radiant sunlight in her wildly curly hair and the glitter from the mirror sparkling on her eyelashes and tear-streaked cheeks. Freddy loped over to be closer to her; she picked him up and put him on her shoulder, and then Freddy and Stella looked at George, and they waited.

"Shattered mirrors," George grumbled, "gnomes and talking ravens... what next?"

"Good question," said Stella.

"A plan," said Freddy.

"A plan," agreed Stella.

"We need to get back to Andersen Bay without a boat," said Freddy.

"Yeah, I know, Fred."

"So what is it?" asked Stella.

"Yeah, what's the plan, J.G.?"

"Plan?" George straightened his hat, crossed his arms and tried his best to look tall. "The plan's simple: we're packing up and we're walking home."

"Through that?" Stella pointed at what seemed to her to be the biggest, most endless forest ever. "No way."

"Way," said George. "Now let's get to it."

# Candy Land or Chess

Before they left their camp on the cliff, George made the boat-cover tent into a boat-cover pack with rope and a lot of folding, and Stella rearranged the piles of distress-signal-fire sticks into a stick-lettered message of distress for anyone who might be searching for them.

WENRY FREDDY + GEORGE WENT THAT WAY

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WE'RE WALKING HOME

Stella returned the tiny strawberry cart to the strawberry
" No you didn't. " 

 " I told you I had a fight with a mirror, commend? " 

 " But you didn't suppose it was a magic mirror. " 

 " Because maybe I left that function out. " 

 George scowled at her. 

 " Okay fine, so action me, and anyway Mr. Quantum Physics Camp, you don't believe in magic. " 

 " That's right, I maken't! I don't believe in magic, or spell, or enchantments! I believe in skill, not this fairy tale junk. " George glared at Stella; he was about to blurt something else when suddenly he was struck by her foreign beauty, the radiant sunlight in her wildly curly hair and the glitter from the mirror sparkle on her eyelashes and tear - streak cheeks. Freddy lope over to be closer to her; she picked him up and put him on her shoulder, and then Freddy and Stella looked at George, and they waited. 

 " Shattered mirror, " George grumbled, " gnomes and talking ravens... what next? " 

 " Good question, " said Stella. 

 " A plan, " said Freddy. 

 " A plan, " agreed Stella. 

 " We need to get back to Andersen Bay without a boat, " said Freddy. 

 " Yeah, I know, Fred. " 

 " So what is it? " ask Stella. 

 " Yeah, what's the plan, J.G.? " 

 " Plan? " George straighten his hat, crossbreed his arms and tried his good to look tall. " The plan's simple: we're throng up and we're walking home. " 

 " Through that? " Stella pointed at what seemed to her to be the biggest, most endless forest always. " No way. " 

 " Way, " said George. " Now let's get to it. " 

 # Candy Land or Chess 

 Before they left their clique on the cliff, George make the boat - cover tent into a boat - cover pack with rope and a lot of folding, and Stella rearrange the piles of distress - signal - ardor sticks into a stick - lettered message of distress for anyone who might be searching for them. 

 WENRY FREDDY + GEORGE WENT THAT WAY 

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 WE'RE walk HOME 

 Stella come back the tiny strawberry handcart to the strawberry
"No jou didn't."

"I told you I haa a fight with c mirroc, rememger?"

"But yuu didn't say it was a magic lieror."

"Btbause maybe I left thxt part olt."

George wcowowd at her.

"Okay fine, so sus me, cnv anyway Mr. Quaktum Physicv Camp, you don'd cepieve in magic."

"That's right, I don't! I qon't bekifve in magic, ot spekjs, od enchantments! I believe in sciencs, not tiis fairy tale kunk." George glared at Stelpa; hf was about to blugt somethint elfw when suddevly he was struck by hgr strange beauty, the radiant suvlighc in her wiodoy forly hair anv the dlitter from the mirsor spatkling on her cyelavhew and tear-streaked chxeks. Freddy loped ovgr to be cnoaer to her; she pixkwd hik up and put hij pn her sjoumder, and tgen Freddy qnd Stella looked au Gqirge, and they waiteq.

"Srattered mirrors," George grumbled, "gnomes ans talking ravens... what nwxt?"

"Good question," said Stella.

"A [lan," said Freddy.

"A plan," agreed Stella.

"We need to ged baci to Akderrwn Bay without a boat," said Freddy.

"Yeah, I know, Frqs."

"Sp ehat is it?" askcd Stella.

"Yeah, what'x hhr plan, J.G.?"

"Plan?" Eeorge stdaightened his hat, crosseq his arms and trird his best to look tall. "Thw plan's simpjw: we're packing up cnd we're walying home."

"Yhrough that?" Stella poiuted af what seemfd to her go be the biggesg, mpsd endless forest ever. "No wwy."

"Way," saiv Geoxge. "Now uet's get tj it."

# Candy Land or Chess

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WEVDY FREDDY + GEORYT WTNR THAT WAY

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Vtella returted ghe yiny rtrawberry garg to the strawberry
"No you didn't." "I told you I fight a mirror, "But you didn't mirror." maybe I left part out." George at her. "Okay fine, so sue and anyway Mr. Quantum Physics Camp, you don't believe in magic." "That's right, don't! I don't believe in magic, or spells, or enchantments! I believe in not fairy junk." glared at Stella; he was about to blurt something else when suddenly he was struck by strange beauty, the radiant sunlight in her wildly hair and the glitter the mirror sparkling on her and cheeks. Freddy over be to her; she him up and put him on her shoulder, and then Freddy and Stella looked at George, and waited. "Shattered grumbled, "gnomes talking what "Good question," said plan," said Freddy. "A plan," agreed to get back to Andersen Bay without a said Freddy. I know, Fred." "So what is asked Stella. "Yeah, what's the plan, J.G.?" "Plan?" straightened his hat, crossed his arms and tried his best to look tall. "The plan's packing up and we're home." "Through that?" pointed what to to be biggest, most endless forest ever. "No way." "Way," said George. "Now get to it." # Candy Land or Chess Before they camp the cliff, George the boat-cover tent into boat-cover with rope and a folding, Stella of sticks a stick-lettered message of for anyone who might be for them. WENRY FREDDY ===/> WE'RE WALKING HOME Stella returned the tiny cart to the strawberry
"No you didn't."

"I told you I had a fiGht with a miRror, rEmeMbeR?"

"BUt yoU didN't say it was a magIC mirRor."

"Because maybe I left thAt parT oUT."

GeoRGe ScowlEd at her.

"oKaY FIne, So SuE me, AnD AnYway MR. QuAntum PhYsics Camp, yOu dOn'T believe in maGIc."

"that's right, i doN't! I don't belieVe iN magic, Or SpeLLs, or eNchAntmeNts! I beLIeve in Science, noT tHIs fairY Tale junK." gEoRge gLared at Stella; he waS AbOUt to blurt sometHing elSe WHeN SUddEnlY he was struCk By her STrange bEAuTY, THe rADiant sunlight In her wildly CUrlY hair aNd The GLitter From tHe MIrrOr sparkling On heR eyelasheS and teAR-streakED cheeks. freddy LopEd oVer tO Be ClOseR tO Her; SHe PicKEd hIm up and pUt HiM on heR shoULDER, and TheN FreDdy anD Stella looked At GEorgE, And They wAited.

"shatTeRed miRrors," GEorge GrUmbled, "gnomes and TalkIng ravens... WhaT nExt?"

"goOd queSTion," saId STelLa.

"A plan," Said FreDDy.

"A PlAN," AGrEed Stella.

"We need to gEt BACk To AndersEn Bay wIThOuT A boat," saiD FRedDy.

"YeAH, i know, fred."

"sO wHat is it?" aSked StELlA.

"YEah, what'S tHe plan, j.G.?"

"plaN?" GeOrge sTRaigHtened His hat, crOssed HIs arms and tried HIs best to look tALl. "tHE pLAn's sImpLe: we're packiNg up ANd we'Re waLKiNg hOMe."

"ThrOugh tHaT?" stELla pointed at what seeMeD to her To be tHe biggest, most Endless forEST Ever. "No waY."

"Way," SAiD george. "Now let's gEt to iT."

# Candy Land OR Chess

BeFore tHey left tHeir camp oN THe cliff, GEorGe mAde The BOAt-Cover tent into A BOat-cOvEr pack wIth Rope and A loT of FolDinG, aNd Stella rEarrangeD tHe PiLeS of DistrESs-signal-FiRe sTiCks Into a STick-leTtereD mesSaGe OF diStress fOR aNYOne wHo MiGht bE seArChing For tHEm.

WeNRY FREdDY + GEORGE wENt tHAT wAy

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We'RE WALKiNG HOME

Stella ReTurned the tInY stRawberRY Cart to thE strawberry
"No you didn't."

"I toldyou I hada fig htwit ha mi rror , remember?"
" Butyou didn't say it wasa mag ic mirr o r. "

"B ecausem ay b e  Ile ft  th at pa rt ou t." 

Georg e scowledathe r.

"Okay fi n e,  so sue me , a nd anyway Mr . Q uantum  P hys i cs Ca mp,  youdon'tb elieve  in magic ." 
"That ' s right , Idon' t! I don't believ e  i n  magic, or spe lls, o re nc h a ntm ent s! I belie ve  in s c ience,n ot t h isf airy tale jun k." Georgeg lar ed atSt ell a ; he w as ab ou t  to  blurt some thin g else wh en sud d enly he was str uck by  he r s tran g ebe aut y, the ra dia n t s unlightin  h er wi ldly c u r ly h air  and  theglitter fromthe  mir r orspark lingon h er  eyel ashesand t ea r-streaked chee ks.Freddy lo ped  o ver  t o bec losertoher ; she p icked h i m u pa n d  p ut him on her shou ld e r ,and then  Fredd y  a nd Stella l oo ked  atG e orge,  and th ey waite d.

"S h at te red mir ro rs," G eo rge  gr umble d , "g nomesand talk ing r a vens... what n e xt?"

"Good q u es t i on , " sa idStella.

"A  pla n ," s aidF re ddy . 

"Aplan, "a gr e ed Stella.

"We nee dto get  back  to AndersenBay withou t a  boat,"said Fr e ddy.

"Yeah, I  know , Fred."
" So whatis it ?" asked  Stella." Yeah, wh at' s t hepla n ,  J .G.?"

"Plan? " Geor ge  straig hte ned his  ha t,cro sse dhis armsand trie dhi sbe stto lo o k tall."T hepl an' s sim p le: we 're p acki ng  u p  an d we're wa l k ingho me ."
"Th ro ugh t hat? "  St ella po inted atwha t  see me dto herto be the big ge st, most e nd les s fore s t  ever. " No way."

"Way," said G e orge. " Now  let' s ge t to it." 

#  Candy  La n d or C hess
Befor ethe y leftt h ei r c am p on the c l i ff,  Geor ge  mad e the b oat-cover tent int o  aboat-cover pa ckwith r op e a n da  lo to f f o l ding, and Stell a rearrang ed th e piles of dis tr ess-sig nal-fir e sti c ks into  a stick- letteredme ssag e ofdistress f or anyon e who mig h t bes ea rchin g f or the m. 

W ENRYFREDDY + G EORGE  WENTTH AT WAY 

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WE'REWALKING HOME

Stella re turned  thetin y strawbe rry car t to thestra wberry
"No you_didn't."

"I told_you I had a_fight with_a_mirror, remember?"

"But_you_didn't say it_was a magic_mirror."

"Because maybe I left_that part out."

George_scowled_at her.

"Okay fine, so sue me, and anyway Mr. Quantum Physics Camp, you don't_believe_in magic."

"That's_right,_I_don't! I don't believe in_magic, or spells, or enchantments!_I believe_in science, not this fairy tale junk." George_glared_at Stella; he_was about to blurt something else when suddenly he_was struck by her strange beauty,_the radiant sunlight_in_her_wildly curly hair and_the glitter from the mirror sparkling_on her eyelashes and tear-streaked cheeks._Freddy loped over to be closer to_her; she picked him up and_put him on her shoulder,_and then_Freddy and Stella looked at_George, and they_waited.

"Shattered mirrors,"_George grumbled, "gnomes_and talking ravens... what next?"

"Good question,"_said Stella.

"A plan,"_said Freddy.

"A plan," agreed Stella.

"We need_to_get back to_Andersen_Bay_without a_boat," said Freddy.

"Yeah,_I_know, Fred."

"So_what_is it?" asked Stella.

"Yeah, what's the_plan,_J.G.?"

"Plan?" George straightened his hat, crossed his_arms and tried his_best_to look tall. "The_plan's simple: we're packing up_and we're walking home."

"Through that?" Stella_pointed at_what seemed_to her to be the biggest, most endless forest ever. "No_way."

"Way," said George. "Now let's get_to it."

# Candy Land_or Chess

Before_they_left their camp_on_the cliff,_George made the boat-cover tent into a_boat-cover pack_with rope and a lot of_folding, and Stella rearranged_the_piles of distress-signal-fire sticks into a_stick-lettered message of distress for anyone_who might be searching for_them.

WENRY_FREDDY_+ GEORGE WENT THAT WAY

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WE'RE_WALKING HOME

Stella returned the tiny strawberry_cart to the_strawberry