They were all sitting around the campfire. There wouldn't have been a campfire, but Rosey-boy, being to stupid to know what can't be done, made a fire by rubbing two mashmallows together.

As the group sat around in silence, Crayak attempted to start a conversation.

"Where did you all come from?"

Suddenly the whole group realized they had no idea here the heck they came from. They didn't know it was because of the memory potion in elementary school, of course, but, not wanting to look stupid, they decided to make up a history of themselves.

The first to voulunteer was Roses.

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