An Eventful Day for Topsy

"uh, mr. threehorn? can i ask you something?" littlefoot asked, looking down. "what is it?" topsy answered, rolling his eyes. out of the ordinary, he was in a rather good mood and allowed the longneck to speak his piece. "well, see...

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