Bergamot----Danica
Blobert
"This is the place, I think!"
Bergamot mopped the sweat from his brow and stood in front of the cabin. His legs wobbled beneath him and his knees threatened to give out, so he supported most of his weight on the walking stick. It looked hand-polished and well-worn, but a closer look revealed the plastic tag bearing the name of a sporting-goods store still affixed to the handle, as well as the compass embedded in the tip. Looking significantly less winded by the hike, Bergamot's cousin Danica stood next to him, breathing the forest air with relish.
"Woohoo! See, now--this is the life," Bergamot! The blonde girl checked her shoulder to make sure the blue Snicky held on tight, but he was as he ever was. She inhaled boisterously.
Bergamot fiddled with the map and tried to decipher the folds. "Umm... I hope this is the place. If you spot a girl, as her if she's Ashley, will you?"
"Sure. I wanna meet this 'Ashley' chick," Danica said with a wry smile. "She sounds cute."
"Cut that out."
"Cuuuuuuute!" Danica laughed as fanatically as she breathed.
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