 of fresh air we're gonna be trapped at the end of his dock. Let's get out of here while we still can."

"Hold on a sec, maybe we could..." George snapped his fingers. "Fred?"

"J.G.?"

"You're a ferret."

"I thought you'd never notice."

"Why don't you sneak into the troll cabin and ferret out the boat keys."

"Because maybe I'd prefer not to?"

"Fred, we need your ferret skills."

"I'd love to help, J.G., but I've got this thing about trolls."

"You've got a thing about water, you've got a thing about trolls, what don't you have a thing about?"

"Sleep."

"Yeah?"

"That's right. I love a good sleep, a solid night's rest, even a nap! I love a pleasant afternoon nap."

"Do it for Wenry, Fred."

"Wenry? Oh right, Wenry..." Freddy glanced at Stella; she looked so disappointed and upset that it made Freddy feel terrible. "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you, Sugarplum, but what about the smell? The smell of a troll is no joke. That's a smell that can kill."

"How about these, Freddy?" Stella grabbed two kernels of candy corn from her pocket and presented them on the palm of her hand. "One for each nostril."

"Perfect, Sweets! These'll do the trick." Freddy pushed the kernels up his nose, pointy end first so that the wide ends stuck out like candy corn tusks. "I'll be back in a jiff—"

"With the key but without a whiff or sniff of that smelly troll!" laughed Stella.

"Shhhhhhhh," shushed George and then he turned to give Fred some advice about how to get in and where to look, but Freddy was just a blur of fur streaking down the troll dock, disappearing up the troll path, heading for the troll cabin door.

"He's fast."

"Ferrets are fast."

"Greased lightening."

"Basically, yeah." Stella closed her eyes and tried to imagine the troll cabin key hunt in Freddy-
of fresh air we're gon na be trapped at the end of his pier. lease's get out of here while we still can. " 

 " Hold on a sec, possibly we could... " George snapped his fingers. " Fred? " 

 " J.G.? " 

 " You're a ferret. " 

 " I think you'd never notice. " 

 " Why don't you sneak into the round cabin and ferret out out the boat keys. " 

 " Because possibly I'd prefer not to? " 

 " Fred, we need your black-footed ferret skills. " 

 " I'd love to help, J.G., but I've got this thing about trolls. " 

 " You've got a matter about water, you've got a thing about round, what don't you have a thing about? " 

 " Sleep. " 

 " Yeah? " 

 " That's good. I love a full sleep, a solid night's rest, even a nap! I sleep together a pleasant afternoon nap. " 

 " Do it for Wenry, Fred. " 

 " Wenry? Oh right, Wenry... " Freddy glanced at Stella; she looked so defeated and disquieted that it made Freddy feel terrible. " Okay, okay, I'll do it for you, Sugarplum, but what about the smell? The smell of a troll is no joke. That's a smell that can stamp out. " 

 " How about these, Freddy? " Stella grabbed two kernels of candy corn whiskey from her air pocket and deliver them on the palm of her hand. " One for each nostril. " 

 " Perfect, Sweets! These'll serve the trick. " Freddy pushed the kernels up his nose, pointy end foremost so that the wide ends stuck out like candy corn tusks. " I'll be back in a jiff — " 

 " With the key but without a whiff or sniff of that smelly troll! " laughed Stella. 

 " Shhhhhhhh, " shushed George and then he turned to give Fred some advice about how to catch in and where to look, but Freddy was merely a blur of fur streaking down the troll dock, disappearing up the troll path, head for the troll cabin door. 

 " He's fast. " 

 " black-footed ferret are fast. " 

 " Greased lightening. " 

 " Basically, yeah. " Stella closed her center and tried to think the troll cabin key hunt in Freddy-
 of fresh air we're gonna be trapped at the end of his dkck. Let's get out of here while we stmll xan."

"Hood on a sec, maybe we cuuld..." Georhe snappwd hms fingers. "Fred?"

"J.J.?"

"Gou're a ferref."

"L thobgit you'd never nptice."

"Why dmn't you sneak hngo the troll cabin and ferret out the boat kryd."

"Because maybe I'd kreser hot to?"

"Fred, we need your ferret skimls."

"I'd lmve to help, J.B., but I've got this thing ahout trolls."

"You've got a thing abouj waewr, you've got a thing about trolls, shat don't you have a thing aboug?"

"Slee'."

"Yeah?"

"That's tntht. H love a goid slvep, a solid nlbht's rast, evem a nap! I love a 'leawant afternoon nap."

"Do mt for Wenry, Fred."

"Wenty? Oh righd, Cenry..." Freddy glanced qt Stelna; sve luikea sk viszppoinhed and upset that it maee Freddy feel terrobjv. "Okay, okay, I'ml do yt for you, Sugarplum, but what about the skelm? The smell of a troll us no joke. That's a smgll that cwn kill."

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"With the yey gut without a whiff kf sniff of that rmeklf troll!" laughed Stella.

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"He's vast."

"Ferrets ere fast."

"Gweaswd lughtenive."

"Basically, yean." Stella bljsed her eyes and triev to jmagine the trool xabin key hunt on Wreqdj-
of fresh air we're gonna be trapped end his dock. get out of "Hold a sec, maybe could..." George snapped fingers. "Fred?" "J.G.?" "You're a ferret." thought you'd never notice." "Why don't you sneak into the troll cabin and out the boat keys." "Because maybe I'd prefer not to?" "Fred, we need ferret "I'd to J.G., but I've got this thing about trolls." "You've got a thing about water, you've got thing about trolls, what don't you have a about?" "Sleep." "Yeah?" "That's I love a good sleep, solid rest, even nap! love pleasant afternoon nap." it for Wenry, Fred." "Wenry? Oh right, Wenry..." Freddy glanced at Stella; she looked so disappointed and that it feel terrible. okay, do for you, Sugarplum, about the smell? The smell of no joke. That's a smell that can kill." about these, Stella grabbed two kernels of candy from her pocket and presented them on the of her hand. "One for each nostril." "Perfect, Sweets! These'll do the trick." Freddy pushed up his nose, pointy first so that wide stuck like corn tusks. be back in a jiff—" "With the key but without a or sniff of that smelly troll!" laughed Stella. "Shhhhhhhh," shushed then turned to give some advice about how get and where to look, was a streaking the dock, disappearing up the path, heading for the troll door. "He's fast." "Ferrets yeah." Stella closed her eyes and tried to the troll cabin key hunt in Freddy-
 of fresh air we're gonna be trapPed at the enD of hiS doCk. LEt'S get Out oF here while we stILl caN."

"Hold on a sec, maybe we coulD..." GeorGe SNappED hIs finGers. "FreD?"

"j.G.?"

"yOU're A fErRet."

"i tHOuGht yoU'd nEver notIce."

"Why don't You SnEak into the trOLl Cabin and feRreT out the boat kEys."

"becausE mAybE i'd preFer Not to?"

"fred, we NEed youR ferret skIlLS."

"I'd lovE To help, J.g., BUt i've gOt this thing about tROlLS."

"You've got a thinG about WaTEr, YOU've Got A thing abouT tRolls, WHat don't YOu HAVE a tHIng about?"

"Sleep."

"yeah?"

"That's riGHt. I Love a gOoD slEEp, a solId nigHt'S ResT, even a nap! I lOve a Pleasant aFternoON nap."

"Do iT For WenrY, Fred."

"WEnrY? Oh RighT, weNrY..." FrEdDY glANcEd aT steLla; she loOkEd So disAppoINTED and UpsEt thAt it mAde Freddy feel TerRiblE. "okaY, okay, i'll do It foR yOu, SugArplum, But whAt About the smell? ThE smeLl of a trolL is No JokE. THat's a SMell thAt cAn kIll."

"How aBout theSE, FrEdDY?" sTeLla grabbed two kerneLs OF CaNdy corn fRom her POcKeT And preseNtEd tHem oN THe palM of hER hAnd. "One foR each nOStRiL."

"PerfecT, SWeets! THeSe'lL do The trICk." FrEddy puShed the kErnelS Up his nose, pointY End first so thaT ThE WIdE Ends StuCk out like caNdy cORn tuSks. "I'LL bE baCK in a jIff—"

"WiTh THe KEy but without a whiff oR sNiff of That sMelly troll!" lauGhed Stella.

"sHHHhhhhh," shUsheD geORge and then he tuRned tO give Fred sOMe advice About How to get In and wherE TO look, but freDdy Was JusT A BlUr of fur streakING dowN tHe troll DocK, disappEarIng Up tHe tRoLl path, heaDing for tHe TrOlL cAbiN door.

"hE's fast."

"FeRrEts ArE faSt."

"GreASed ligHteniNg."

"BaSiCaLLy, yEah." StelLA cLOSed hEr EyEs anD trIeD to imAginE The Troll caBin key hunT in fReddY-
 of fresh air we're gonnabe trapped  at t heend  o f hi s do ck. Let's geto ut o f here while we stillcan." 
" Hold on  a se c, mayb e  w e cou ld .. ."Ge o rg e sna ppe d his f ingers. "F red ?" 

"J.G.?"

" Y ou 're a ferr et. "

"I though t y ou'd n ev ern otice ."
"Why  don't you sn eak intoth e  troll cabin a n d  f erre t out the boat ke y s. " 

"Because may be I'd  p r ef e r  no t t o?"

"Fred ,we ne e d yourf er r e t  sk i lls."

"I'd l ove to help ,  J. G., bu tI'v e  got t his t hi n g a bout trolls ."
"You've g ot a t h ing abo u t water , you' vegot  a t h in gabo ut tro l ls , w h atdon't yo uha ve athin g a b out? "
"Sle ep."
"Yeah?"

"Th at' s ri g ht.  I lo ve agood  s leep,  a sol id ni gh t's rest, evena na p! I love  apl eas an t aft e rnoonnap ."
"Do it  for We n ry,  F r e d ." 

"Wenry? Oh right ,W e nr y..." Fr eddy g l an ce d  at Stel la ; s he l o o ked s o di s ap pointedand up s et  t hat itma de Fre dd y f eel  terr i ble.  "Okay , okay,I'lld o it for you,S ugarplum, but wh a t  a b outthe  smell? The  sme l l of  a t r ol l i s  no j oke.Th a t' s  a smell that can k il l."

" How a bout these, F reddy?" St e l l a grabbe d tw o  k e rnels of candy  corn  from herp ocket an d pre sented t hem on th e palm ofher  ha nd.  "O n e  f or each nostr i l ."
"P erfect,  Sw eets! T hes e'l l d o t he  trick."Freddy p us he dth e k ernel s  up hisno se,  p oin ty en d  first  so t hatth ew ide  ends s t uc k outli ke  can dyco rn tu sks. "I' ll be b ack in ajif f —"
"W it h the k ey but withou ta whiff or  s nif f of t h a t smelly  troll!" laughed Stella . 

"Shhh hhh hh,"shus hed Georg e a nd the n h e  turne d to g ive F re d s o m e adv i c eabo ut  how to ge t inand w he re t o look,  but Freddy was ju s t a  blur of furstr eaki n g  d own th e  tr ol l  do c k , disappearingup the tro ll pa th, headin g  fo rthe tro ll cabi n doo r .

"He' s fast."
"Ferrets  a re f a s t." 

"Greased  lighten ing."

"B a sical l y,  yeah ."Stella  c los ed he r eyes and  trie d to i ma gine t he tr ol l cabinkey hunt in Freddy-
 of_fresh air_we're gonna be trapped_at the_end_of his_dock._Let's get out_of here while_we still can."

"Hold on_a sec, maybe_we_could..." George snapped his fingers. "Fred?"

"J.G.?"

"You're a ferret."

"I thought you'd never notice."

"Why don't you_sneak_into the_troll_cabin_and ferret out the boat_keys."

"Because maybe I'd prefer not_to?"

"Fred, we_need your ferret skills."

"I'd love to help, J.G.,_but_I've got this_thing about trolls."

"You've got a thing about water, you've_got a thing about trolls, what_don't you have_a_thing_about?"

"Sleep."

"Yeah?"

"That's right. I love_a good sleep, a solid night's_rest, even a nap! I love_a pleasant afternoon nap."

"Do it for Wenry,_Fred."

"Wenry? Oh right, Wenry..." Freddy glanced_at Stella; she looked so_disappointed and_upset that it made Freddy_feel terrible. "Okay,_okay, I'll_do it for_you, Sugarplum, but what about the_smell? The smell_of a troll is no joke._That's_a smell that_can_kill."

"How_about these,_Freddy?" Stella grabbed_two_kernels of_candy_corn from her pocket and presented_them_on the palm of her hand. "One_for each nostril."

"Perfect, Sweets!_These'll_do the trick." Freddy_pushed the kernels up his_nose, pointy end first so that_the wide_ends stuck_out like candy corn tusks. "I'll be back in a jiff—"

"With_the key but without a whiff_or sniff of that_smelly troll!"_laughed_Stella.

"Shhhhhhhh," shushed George_and_then he_turned to give Fred some advice about_how to_get in and where to look,_but Freddy was just_a_blur of fur streaking down the_troll dock, disappearing up the troll_path, heading for the troll_cabin_door.

"He's_fast."

"Ferrets are fast."

"Greased lightening."

"Basically, yeah."_Stella closed her eyes and tried_to imagine the_troll cabin key hunt in Freddy-