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“The Systematic Un-Candy-ing & Confection Extraction & Sugar Siphoning machine!” Pinch cackled, gesturing to a series of tubes and vacuums snaking toward the Gigglewood Sugar Mines. “Within the hour, I will drain every ounce of sweetness from your precious forest. No more donut trees. No more lemon-tea rivers. Everything will be bland. Tasteless. Healthy.”

He shoved the whole muffin in his mouth. A warm, fizzy feeling ignited in his muscles—not a explosive blast of power, but a precise, concentrated hum. He called it his “Focused Frosting Force.” super bear adventure

It hit Professor Pinch square in the back, launching him like a sticky, sputtering rocket into a distant mud puddle. It splattered over the S.U.C.C.E.S.S. 3000’s engine, gumming up its gears with a sugary sludge it was never designed to handle. With a pathetic whirrrrr-clunk , the machine shuddered, coughed a single, sad puff of purple smoke, and died. No more lemon-tea rivers

It was Penny, a little beaver with oversized safety goggles and a tool belt slung around her tail. She was the forest’s junior engineer. Healthy

Barry’s eyes widened. He didn’t need to break the machine. He needed to break the tank .