“That’s the worst villain plan I’ve ever heard!” Barry growled, puffing out his chest.
As the sun set, turning the Gigglewood sky back to its proper cotton-candy pink, the mayor—a dignified old badger—presented Barry with the key to the city. It was made of solid chocolate. super bear adventure
Barry charged. He slammed his shoulder into the machine’s side. A dull thud echoed, and a wave of pain shot through his arm. Anti-Bearium. He punched it again. Nothing. He tried a flying kick. He might as well have kicked a mountain. “That’s the worst villain plan I’ve ever heard
Dejected, he retreated to a nearby bench, clutching his aching paw. He watched the machine slurp up the colors of his home. The river of lemon-tea ran clear and sour. The jelly donuts on the trees turned into dry, crumbly seed pods. Barry charged