A whole chunk of it.

Trouble came in cars, big ones,

With fancy new tires and a glistening sheen.

The Mushroom Girl,

She hadn't seen cars like that in a bit,

So she was downright curious.

Then she saw the boy,

The one from yesterday.

Stupid nosy little boy.

That one.

And a lady, his mom.

Big Man came out the car.

Big Man was scary.

Big Man was big.

The Mushroom Girl didn't like Big Man.

Yup a girl. 

Black hair in braids. Young.

In the forest, see?

Who she belong too?

Mushroom Girl was scared then.

They were talking about her.

Why? What they gonna do?

Then Big Man stepped toward her.

He didn't see her,

No,

But he was close.

Please get out.

This is my forest mister.

All mine.

Big Man couldn't hear her.

Of course not.

He took out Big Light.

Big Man shined Big Light on the bush.

The bush next to her.

He was gonna see her.

He's not stupid, he's gonna see her.

Mushroom Girl screamed.

She jumped out the bush and flew at him,

Waving her mushroom goodbye.

It hit him in the face.

The Mushroom girl is good at disappearing.

She's fast.

She's small.

Usually, she's good at disappearing.

Not this time.

Big Man's car smells like Before.