Part Sixty Seven
Corky is Broke
"Hey Turf. I need a goldoon to open this
door," schemed Dade.
"I have a Goldoon!" helped Corky
innocently.
"Use Corky's," rationalized Turf.
"Corky, quick! Give me a Goldoon so I can open
the door," stole Dade as he hopped back and forth on his feet
eager to get his mittens on that Goldoon.
Corky handed Dade his Goldoon. "This is my last
Goldoon! I have no more Goldoons!"
"Thanks," pilfered Dade.
"Well done, Corky," provoked Turf. Corky
sighed. "You're a team player. That's why I keep you
around." Dade pocketed the Goldoon and began trying to unlock
the door.
"But I have this!" screamed Corky.
"Can I keep it for myself, Turf?" Corky held up the Cocky
I trading card.
"For now you may hold it," allowed Turf
mightily.
"Corky, aren't you the sidekick? That should
have made your day," cramped Harry.
"Oh, I'm unbelievably happy to be a
sidekick," lamented Corky happily.
68. Harry is Broke
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