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annabelle: All this mammal catching has made me hungry. Hungry for brains...
crystal: The trapping contest is over already? Who won?
Annabelle: I did, of course. It was almost too easy.
crystal: What did you win? Was there a prize?
annabelle: Yeah, I got a certificate that says "Greatest Living Paper Mammal Trapper"...
annabelle: And a gift certificate to the diner. I don't suppose Rebecca has brains on the menu, does she?
crystal: Aren't you glad you participated?
annabelle: Not really. I'm a zombie now. I have different priorities, different interests...
crystal: Well, I really appreciate you being part of it. It's pity that I was called away and missed the whole thing...
crystal: Why did you say it was too easy?
annabelle: It was too easy because it was too unnatural...
annabelle: Sure, paper mammals and zombies might live in the same marsh, but we operate on completely different levels of being. There's no natural interaction between us, so those little creatures don't know enough to stay away from me like they do with living predators.
annabelle: I merely walked up to them and picked them right up.
crystal: That's all there is to it?
annabelle: Yep.
crystal: If you don't want that gift certificate, I'll take it.
annabelle: If you want it, it's yours.
crystal: Oh, great... here comes that annoying kid of Rebecca's...
annabelle: Don't disregard him so quickly. He might be lousy at trapping mammals, but he's the only one here who realizes how truly evil we are.
alex: You! You cheated! There's no other way to explain how many mammals you collected.
crystal: What was the final count?
alex: 57 to 3.
crystal: This proves that Annabelle helped found this festival.
alex: This is Arabelle's festival. ARABELLE! And I'll prove it, too, after I do some more research.
annabelle: Whatever. She can have this crummy festival. I never started any silly mammal trapping . I started this festival to SAVE our precious plants and animals.
alex: You need to stop trying to take credit for all of this! You have no proof!
crystal: Better luck next time!
alex: Next time I won't participate if the only other contestant is an evil circus zombie!
crystal: He sounds bitter.
annabelle: Who would've guessed?
alex: I'm not going to stand around while you two mock me...
crystal: We're still waiting for proof that Annabelle didn't start the festival.
alex: Oh, I'll find proof all right. I'm going straight to the archives to find definitive proof that...
crystal: Well, look who has the prize...
crystal: Apparently, the "Greatest Living Paper Mammal Trapper" is dead.
alex: It wouldn't have turned out like that if everyone had participated... If the sheriff hadn't been pulled away he would've beat Annabelle easily.
alex: Why, even Barlow could win over her. He could convince his little friend Turnip to muster up a bunch of mammals...
crystal: Speaking of... Have you seen Turnip today? Was he down in the marsh?
alex: Funny... I was in the marsh for hours during the trapping contest. I didn't see him at all...
alex: Why are you so interested in Turnip? You're trying to change the topic, aren't you?!
crystal: Never!
alex: I'm not done yet, you know...
crystal: Hey! Hold on, Alex! What's happening to your matrimonials?
alex: They seem... to have little white dots...
alex: Oh, great, and now they're dead. I'm out of the gardening contest.
crystal: Crazy...
crystal: When they die, they really go quickly!
alex: So it would seem.
annabelle: I'll trade you. Then I'll have dead plants, just like me.
crystal: You can't trade plants with anyone else. It's not allowed.
annabelle: Oh, well. It's not like I really care about any of this anyway.
crystal: This sounds like Barlow's case. He's been obsessing about someone killing off the matrimonials or giving them alternative lifestyles and such.
alex: Foul play? I guess it's possible. While the trapping contest was going on I left my plants near the starting point.
annabelle: I left mine there too, but they're fine.
crystal: Hmmm... I guess they just got sick or something.
crystal: This REALLY isn't your day!
crystal: First, you lose a contest to a dead girl. And then, your plants suddenly decide to drop dead. I'd go back to bed if I were you.