Von stepped out of his beatup old car. He was running low on fumes at that point, and his car was just about to fall apart, but that didn't matter anymore. He had finally made it. He stepped up to the big doors of an old hotel that had seen better days, and walked in. He came right up to the front desk and inquired from the man that was standing there.
"Hello, I"m very late. Sorry about that. I got an invitation from someone who calls himself Nick." He flashed the invitation at the attendant. "I was wondering, do you have a spare room? I hope no one took the one I had reserved."
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Littlefoot: "Look, Chomper. You're uncle is dead, and it's just right for your friends to be there for you. You'd be there if someone we know died, right?"
Chomper: "Well, sure I would!"
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