Templeton headed out, promising to return with a word. Of course, that wasn't going to happen he thought, at least not right away.
And so Templeton spent his time, scrounging for food and avoiding people, and his efforts were quite fruitfull. He dug in garbage cans and found half eaten hot dogs, or bags full of popcorn. He greedily ate anything and everything he found, and spent all his time doing so. His hunger was insacable, and it wasn't long before it was nightfall.
By this time, Templeton lay beside a food stand, licking grease and all maner of sticky foods of his claws. With a belch, he placed both paws on an enormously bloated belly, and grinned. The engorged rat moaned with pleasure, never before in his life had he ever been so stuffed, and it felt to good to believe. He gave his large stomach one experimental slap, causing it to slosh and groan.
But Templeton was not yet finished. He would go out as much as he could, eating until his mouth could no longer hold any more food. He belched one last time before beginning to drift into a deep sleep. But just as he shut his eyes, he remembered; the word.
He had not yet completeted his task that had been so graciosly handed to him. Templeton was not completely selfish, but it seemed to him it was not in his best interest at the moment to do the task. However, a small pang of guilt managed to reside in the very dark recesses of his mind. Acting on his strongest emotions, Templeton decided to...
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