I just got home, but before I entered my house, I stuffed a few things into my very large handbag. Even though Big Momma Bee’s not home to get mad at me, I know she would be very mad to find out that I went against her orders… and bought more baking stuff. Most of it is in my trunk… but I had to smuggle in the dairy goods. Daddy Bee is by the Sweet, Sweet Fridge, so I don’t know how I’m going to pop them into the one place I know he won’t look and then tell Mama Bear. I hope he goes to the bathroom soon, so I could throw them in there. Is this how drug addicts feel?
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