The Moody Bread man is coming soon.

“A tiny gingerbread no bigger than a bar of chocolate was sticking outfrom the cracked egg. He cried out, flailing his tiny arms.

“It is a Galacta-star!” exclaimed Graham.

“How did we miss this little guy?” Chuckled Gary as they both stooped down to inspect their find. “Must have fallen from a tree or something.”

“Pick him up then.”

‘What!” exclaimed Ginger Gary, “it's your turn.” “Nope, I dealt with the other two, this one is yours.”

…“I'm holding a mini Galacta-star,” he whispered. “See, that wasn't so bad,” laughed his friend.

“Nah…it wasn't, he's a cute fellow,” Ginger Gary smiled, “although he's a bit messy, the poor thing’s covered in pepper.”

“Do you think he needs treatment?” Graham stared at his pepper-filled body.

“Nah, doubt it” Gary replied, “he is a Galacta-star after all.” ”