Peslie turned her head and looked at Harny, then fluttered off to another tree. The big island trees were like giants compared to Peslie.

"I will not."She said stubbornly to Harny.

She flyed to another tree, this time she went into a hole and stayed there.

Harny followed and looked around at the cozy cottage.

"You live here with your mum?"He asked perplexed.

"Why yes I do. Do you have a problem with that?" she said with a your annoying look on her face.

"No just wondering."he replied.

She crossed over to the bed and sat down, the mattress that was made of straw was not giving the slightest indication that she had sat down.

Harny sat down in the empty space, crossing his arms.

"I don't know why you are mad at me?"he told her.

"You know why. I'm mad at you because I will not do what you said. No way am I going to go steal something just so you can have a party with your little friends."

"But it's not like stealing, it's more like borrowing from Jany."he told her staring at his bruised feet.

"No it's not you know if I did it I would get into so much trouble. My mum would be bloody mad."

Peslie sighed and took one look at Harny and gasped. She had never seen him like this before.

His usually shiny hair was a rat's nest, his bruised feet were just disgusting, and his brilliant clothes had been repaled with much larger ones. Plus he seemed to be losing wait.

"What's the matter Harny?"she asked, went over to the bed, and grasped his hand in hers.

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