You go into the barn and close the door behind you, breathing a sigh of relief, as the bull hasn't even noticed you. You find some straw to sit in while you think about your current position and try to settle down in it. There seems to be something lumpy under it though and you can't get comfortable. A funny squeak and a gurgling noise come from under you and you wonder what the hell you're sitting on. You stand up again and look down. A bedraggled and somewhat squashed Gingerbread Pie crawls out of the straw and collapses in a heap in front of you. "Oh!" you say, "What a coincidence, I was looking for you." "Urggle..." says the Gingerbread Pie. "Um... Sorry for sitting on you, I, um... We'll go back to the Pie Shop shall we?" "Wuurrrgh..." says the Gingerbread Pie. "I'm sorry, it's just... I thought this would end a bit more dramatically, you know... Explosions, car chases, the lot. But as it happens, I've sat on you." The Gingerbread Pie straightens himself up and dusts the straw off himself. "Yes," he coughs, "I wasn't expecting that. Come on, let's go back."
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