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"Something stinks around here," complained Witty Coyote.
Each year Witty invited all the Forest Friends to a picnic to celebrate the beginning of summer.
This time, Witty told them they could each bring a special guest.
As they began to arrive Witty saw his friend Herdle the Turtle.
"Hello Herdle, where's your guest?"
Before Herdle could answer her a black and white buddy waddled up beside her.
"That's Bunk the Skunk," said Witty, "we don't want skunks here."
"Bunk is my friend."
"Skunks stink, everybody knows that."
"May I say something?" asked Bunk.
"I know that I stink, it's no secret, but what's wrong with stinking anyway?"
"It's disgusting, that's what's wrong with it," said Witty.
"What if you stink?" asked Bunk.
"Calhoun, sniff me."
So Calhoun Raccoon did exactly that.
"Well?" asked Witty.
"Yes," said Calhoun, "you do stink."
Before Witty could say another word all the Forest Friends began sniffing each other. Their words told the story.
"So do you."
"Something else stinks around here," said Witty.
"Oh no," said Bunk, "look, over there, it's the Musty Mushroom Monster."
Only Bunk had ever seen him before.
He looked like a giant mushroom with legs; he had a huge red head, a skinny blue-gray body, and smelly yellow feet.
The Monster tore a tree out of the ground, ate it, and growled.
He stared at the scared guests and licked his chops.
Then the Monster stomped toward them, making knocking noises.
Out of the Monster's mouth spewed green slime, it sprayed everybody.
"I think he just put the dressing on his salad," said Bunk, "and he's ready to eat us.
Run! Everyone run!"
No one ran, the Forest Friends froze with fear.
Witty strained his brain for ideas.
Bunk stepped forward.
"Leave this place now you big lug! or you will be sorry."
The big lug lunged.
Bunk turned and ran.
He zigged, he zagged, and his bushy tail wagged with the Monster close behind.
When Bunk felt the monsters' breath on him he stopped in his tracks.
The surprised Monster did the same.
Bunk did not turn around; instead he said, along with the Forest Friends, "Ready...Aim...Fire!"
The Monster screamed, rubbed his eyes, and rolled around on the ground.
"There's more where that came from," said Bunk.
The Musty Mushroom Monster pulled himself up and placed his paws over his nose.
The Forest Friends did not dare laugh out loud; they placed their paws over their noses, too.
The Monster tried to shake off the stink and slinked away.
Witty stood on a stump and proclaimed, "We are more than brothers and sisters."
"That's right," said Bunk, "we're all stinkers, too."
Even Witty laughed.
"Who's our hero?" asked Herdle the Turtle.
"That's Bunk!" cheered the Forest Friends.
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