Once, in the land of Stationery, there lived a pencil and eraser, a stick of glue, and a pen. Their names (respectively) were, Pencil, Eraser, Glue, and Pen. Their home was a little house on a hill.

One night, there was a big storm. Pencil couldn't sleep. Suddenly... CRACK, BOOM!

Lightning struck the house. Lots of rain poured in! Pencil jumped up and as fast as he could, drew four rain-coats, ran to the others, and gave the coats to them to put on.

In the morning, the storm had gone, and Glue went to see what damage the house had suffered. He found they needed a new house. So they took what things they could and brought them outside. Pencil drew a truck and a fork-lifter. Together the all help to put the surviving furniture in the truck. Eraser drove the truck to a nice place for their new house.

Then for two hours, Pencil drew a house. He put the furniture in it, and had a rest. Eraser, meanwhile, had erased the truck and the fork-lifter. With nothing to do, he asked Pen something.

"Pen, could you please write our names on the house?"

Pen wrote this: Pensil Eraser Gloo Pen.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"I think so. I'll get Glue to check it."

Glue told him it was wrong, and Pen fixed it.

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