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Shaking his head, Tobin turned back to his picnic spread, and there, sitting on the end of the checkered cloth, and helping himself to one of Tobin’s cupcakes, was a tiny brown squirrel. Tobin blinked in surprise. The squirrel was exceptionally bold. He made absolutely no move to leave, despite Tobin’s frown, and merely stuffed more pink icing into his mouth with one tiny paw. His ears were tufted into small points, and he tilted his head to the side as he surveyed Tobin with bright, inquisitive eyes. Tobin had to laugh. “Well, I suppose I don’t mind sharing with you, little guy, even if you did eat one of my cupcakes, ” Tobin chuckled to himself.“ I should hope so. Frankly, I’m surprised that you thought you could even eat five cupcakes all by yourself, ” the squirrel replied airily.R.S. MollisonRead
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Maven Gustav, what is that awful noise?” Tobin bellowed, holding his hands over his ears.“ Why, it’s my very own creation! ” Gustav replied, beaming with pride. “I made this spell to be activated in the event of a castle emergency. In all my tests, it never failed to wake everyone, ” he noted, proudly.“ Yes, Gustav. It’s fantastically loud. Well done. But what is the emergency, and how do we turn the alarm off? .R.S. MollisonRead