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The next morning, Monster slowly woke up, weary, but relieved that he was in his own bed, and that he was safe, but, after stretching, he was a little concerned about Robot not being there, until he smelled bacon cooking, in the kitchen. “Robot…?” he called out. He went to the kitchen, and sighed in relief, at the sight of Robot making breakfast, at the stove. The small orange Mechanical turned to face him, and smiled, “Morning, buddy, breakfast will be ready, in a minute.” “Thank you, Robot.” Monster smiled, back, in relief, sitting at the table. “Sleep well?” Robot asked. “And how, happy to know that I woke up, at home,” Monster sighed. “With someone I can really trust.” “Now we can relax.” Robot added, as he plated the bacon up, for breakfast. On the other side of town, the bacon seed somehow grew, during the night, and became a seedling; suddenly, the town’s famous salesman, Hal Worth-a-ton came upon the tiny seedling, and a smug grin crossed his face. “Well, well, well!” he