“Fine,” he mumbled, pushing a mango toward Chikoo. “But next time, just ask nicely—no tying vines to my toe!”
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“Bholu,” said Ramu gently, “the tree gives more than one bear can eat. Why not share and make friends?” “Fine,” he mumbled, pushing a mango toward Chikoo