There is a tradition in my family--not a good tradition--
where someone says, most protectively, "Let me hold onto that for you." Or "I'll just hold this here for you so it's safe."
The result, from jewelry to real estate, has always been the same: sayonara.
So it is with Kasper and The Brave's provisions. As they fled The Bear's distinctive gassiness, they heard The Bear call after them: "I'll hold your food here for you! It'll be safe with me!"
Kasper and The Brave, at least, knew immediately what took me longer to learn in life: once the bear gets his hands on it, it's gone.
They went in search of a quiet place to rest until morning.
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