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They had to make a fuel stop before actually getting to the new house. Wirt, Greg, and their dad filled out of the car. Wirt wondered a little bit a way from the gas pump to lean against a pillar. Greg bounced next to the car, near their mom, to ask for a dollar.

"We want a candy bar!! A dollar please!!"

"I don't know sweetie, ask your father."

"No food in the car."

"But we had drive through last week and we were in the car?"

"Last week, someone dropped BBQ sauce on the floor."

Greg blushed and looked a way in a bashful manner. His beloved frog held tight in his arms.

"I'm sorry it was an accident...."

"Sigh....if you promise not to get chocolate stains in the car then okay."

"I promise!!"

Wirt chuckled from where he stood and watched his brother go into the gas station with his pet frog.

The loud roar of a motorcycle pricks his ears and he turns his head the direction it came from. Soon enough, a black and red motorcycle enters his sight. The biker stops at a pump near by. Wirt turns a way from the biker to continue looking a round him.

He briefly felt eyes on him and past it off as the biker glancing his way as he did him. He thinks nothing of it and sees Greg walk out of the gas station, his face covered in chocolate. Wirt shakes his head.

"He couldn't even wait to get to car to eat.", Wirt murmurs to himself.

"Greg! You're a mess!"

Their mother beacons Greg over so she can wipe him clean. Wirt chuckles once more. Soon enough the biker has left and it's time he gets back in the car to leave as well.

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Bye!!