The townsfolk gasped. A squirrel fainted. A chipmunk dropped its acorn smoothie.
The source of the panic was immediately clear. Squatting in the middle of Main Street, where the buttercup trolley usually ran, was a massive, rickety machine of angry brass and belching purple smoke. It looked like a boiler had married a pipe organ and their child was very, very upset. super bear adventure
He smiled, cracked the chocolate key in half, and offered a piece to his new young friend. The townsfolk gasped