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The scaly, the feathered and the ghostlyLate one night in Rosepetal Forest, Chuck the Chameleon and Beakley were out camping.
The two of them were sitting around the fire cooking fish. Beakley had one roasted tuna while Chuck had already finished eating another, and now he was stirring some warm tea in his mug.
"Yo, Chuck! Can you believe that it's so quiet out here?" said Beakley in his usual loud, southern voice.
Chuck smiled. Bringing Beakley anywhere obviously meant no silence. But he kept that thought to himself.
As Chuck drank his tea in silence, Beakley kept talking on and on.
Suddenly, they both heard a voice:
Beakley looked around from where he was sitting.
"Who said that?!" he hollered.
Four ghosts flew out from the bushes, a red one, a pink one, a blue one and an orange one.
"So, it was you wise guys, eh?"
"Hey, I'm a girl!" said the pink ghost. "And these fellas aren't really wise"
"We're not?" muttered the orange ghost, who was bigger than the others.
Beakley was losing his patience. "Okay, you smar
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