Flim glanced out the alley at the dark, decrepit town as Flam sifted through their saddlebags, tossing herbs together in a pot.

“Just a sprig more of Witherweed… More newt eyes and Moonglow…”

Flim frowned as he stood watch, “Brother, you’re certain that these potions will hide us here? I don’t wish to eat a newt eye for the fun of it.”

“One hundred percent guarantee, brother of mine!” He said, “We’ll have that Star back in no time!”

“I hope the dubiously diabolical creatures haven’t tainted it. I can almost hear the value dropping…”

“Easy cleaning for the Super Speedy Easy Squeegee 6000!”

“Hey, you two!” A voice from above made them both freeze.

Looking up, they saw what looked like a bat with a human head staring down at them.

“What’s that stew you’re making?”

Flim quickly thought of something smart to say.

“…Newt eye stew?”

“Oooh, yummy!”

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