The Pens of Niverton

[BrotherBear]

Smiggs, Diana, and David were quiet. Clif kept looking at each of their faces in turn, hoping that one of them had an idea he could use. Disappointment etched his face, as he prepared to steel himself for the worst.

'Not one of you have an idea?' he asked.

'There might be one thing we can do Clif.' David replied.

'Let's here it then ma boy!' Clif exclaimed, happy at last that someone had thought of something.

'Ok, so what I'm thinking is this; we set a trap.' David said. 'There's a Hacker base in Ontario right? We could get those hackers to get into the Toronto Stations systems, and broadcast a message to Bretonia. Say something lucrative, which will bring in some tourists to Ontario through Cortez'.

[color=#0000aa] While Clif thought it over, David remained still and waited.

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