One day Mogey and Smush were exploring the old growth forest of Noopelonia when they came across a hat. Mogey, who'd always thought he would look rather dashing in a hat, immediately tried it on. The brim was creased all funny and the top looked like it had once been checkered black and white but was now checkered brown and dark brown.
"How do I look, Smush?" Mogey asked.
"Like you just stood on your head in a stinky swamp," Smush replied. Mogey was about to come back at Smush with an equally hurtful barb when another voice interrupted him.
"Ye'll want to be careful with that hat, youngster," the voice said. It had emanated from a crinkly old man who hobbled towards them clutching an equally crinkly looking walking stick.
"And why is that?" Mogey said.
"Ye've heard the tales of the Staff of Ra?" the crinkly oldy asked. Mogey and Smush both shook their heads but the man ignored them. "Well that there is the Hat of Ba...."
"The Hat of Ba?" Smush demanded. "What sort of tomfoolery is this?"
"Smush!" Mogey shouted, tapping his pal on the shoulder. "Look!"
They turned around to see a flock of sheep larger than any they'd ever seen had gathered in the forest behind them, and every last one was looking up at Mogey expectantly.
"Mogey," Smush said quietly. "Put down the Hat of Ba...and run for the high country!"
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