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Dinnertime Tease
The count's atrocious humming could be heard from almost every corner of his castle. Errol covered his ears as the count continued to hum his flowery masterpiece.
"He's bad at it." Errol mumbled to Owl and sighed.
"Are you forgetting that you are living in that bad hummer's house, rent-free?" Owl flayed at him.
"Of course, I'm not forgetting it." he replied.
They continued to stack the hay near the stables. Asty approaches them from behind and called out to them. Their heads turned at her. She was holding a tray of snacks for the two.
"Hey guys!" she called out to them. "Take a break."
The two's eyes glist
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