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I heard noise. Fleetingly, but still noise. Then there was a loud CRREEEAAAK of the door. My eyes shot open, and I saw the worst; a thief, stealing Hummer's purse! Stop! Thief! I cried out, but it was too late. The thief was gone. NOOOOOO!!! Hummer screamed, making me wince, imagining how many ponies had been woken up because of her scream. MY ART WAS IN THERE, YOU MONSTER!!! AND MY MONEY AND MY PEN AND MY COUPON FOR A FREE ICE CREAM FROM CULVERS!!!!!! She wailed piteously. What seems to be the problem? The hotel staff, the police, the fire department and Animal Control said as they burst into the room with axes. I looked at Hummer and she blushed. What? I got my purse stolen so I called staff and 911 on the hotel phone. It makes sense, right? Er, misses? What happened? asked the police. And we recounted, being interrupted at one time by the FBI, and another by the CIA, and even once by a private detective. And as for Turquoise? She's still asleep, I can hear her snoring.

Poor Hummer. I shall do the next page TOMORROW!!! >:D SSSSUSSSPENNNNSSSSSE