Mogey and Smush were walking along the old abandoned Mychantuxy train tracks one day when they were approached by a marmot. This particular marmot had some unusual qualities, however. He was walking toward them on his hind legs, and his belly was not only yellow, it was quite plump as well.
"Biscuits, sirs?" the marmot asked, taking off his sunglasses and extending a hand. Without hesistation, Mogey took out a sleeve of nilla wafers he'd been saving for a snack and gave them to the marmot. "Thank you, sir," the marmot said, and he continued on his merry way.
"What'd you do that for?" Smush exclaimed. "I was excited for those nilla wafers."
"Oh you don't know?" Mogey asked. "That was Marmot Steve, the biscuit doubler. You give him some biscuits, any biscuits really, and he'll bring you back twice the biscuits you lent him within the next eighteen days. See what I mean?"
But Smush didn't see at all. In fact, he was running full speed down the tracks after Marmot Steve, shillelagh raised high.
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