The silver man reached out to touch the bronze man, despite the dire warnings. He couldn't stop himself and leaning, brushed the cold, dark arm. Poof! The warnings were right, and he found himself transformed. He pushed off from his unfamiliar stretchy legs. Not able to control his new appendages, he simply flopped around, landing upon a small pair off hiking boots. Up and down, up and down. He lifted and fell, his stomach lurched with each step of the little boy's boot. The unsuspecting boy carried him through the woods until they finally reached an older man. "George! Look down! You have carried a friend with you all the way here!" With excitement, the little boy clutched him too tightly in his hands. And the moral of our story? Listen to the wisdom of others.
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