“Wow,” Marinalite said. “It sure is cold here.”
“Yeah,” Legolas said. He kissed Marinalite five times.
“Oh, thanks,” Marinalite said.
“Wow, it’s really cold,” Everyone said.
“I wonder who can help us?” Legolas said.
“I know, Marinalite can!” Pippin said.
“Oh, okay,” Everyone said. “Marinalite, can you help us?”
“Sure,” Marinalite said. “It sure is good that I have this piece of coal from Christmas. I’ll use it to make a fire.”
“Thanks,” Everyone said.
“Oh, no,” Marinalite said. “I dropped my precious, one-hundred-karat-gold- ring into the extremely hot fire. What ever will I do now?”
“I’ll save you,” Pippin said. “I’ll go into the fire and get it.”
“Oh, okay,” Marinalite said. Pippin dove into the fire and brought back the ring.
“Here you go,” Pippin said.
“I’ll heal you,” Marinalite said. She stared at Pippin, and his burns went away.
“Thanks,” Pippin said. “Let’s go shopping.”
“Oh, okay,” Marinalite said.
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