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After a loooooong day with Fleshie Number Two, Muse climbs up into her treehouse. She grabs Carl the Bear and sets him down on the counter. She imaginates up one big glass of chocolate milk for her own being and a little bitty glass for Carl then sighs.

"You'll never 'lieve this Carl! He wants to do that silly-looking breaking and dancing thing now! I tried to tell him he'll prob'ly feel real silly 'bout the whole mess later but nooooooo why listen to me, I'm just a muse. What do I know 'bout how funny he's gonna look?" *she takes a swig of her milk then sighs 'gian and shakes her head.* "This is gonna end bad an' you know who he's gonna blame it on."

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