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It was quiet in Thorn Valley, nothing but the wind and occasional market noise of the townsfolk lingered by. The weekend bloomed, making the profit really vital to some rats of the valley. For a hard-working Timothy Brisby's goal was to set up his own stall in the market, selling fruit as the successor to his mother. He was not alone too, his girlfriend Jenny McBride and brother Martin Brisby was accompanied by the heroic rat. The three were setting up the stall with crates of fruit laying beside ready to be organised.

"Such a calm atmosphere outside of Thorn Valley, huh?". Jenny was the first to speak, albeit the market inside the town was generally busy.

"This doesn't last for long". Timothy responded. "The weekend market is visited by almost every citizen of the town".

"True, true".

"I'll go get the crates, Timmy!". Martin pointed his thumb finger to the back as he turned around and walked over to the boxes. Jenny was designing the canopy that sheltered the seller from any rainstorm or bird passing by. After a while, Martin already had a couple of crates stacked behind Timothy, as Jenny was getting the last of the canopy restored and ready. Passerbys watched as the three rats were teaming up to get the stall ready, a once Mrs Brisby selled to the past buyers.

"I think that's all setup!". Timothy walked to his position behind the market stall. "Thanks, both of you".

"It was all for a good cause". Jenny added.

"What she said". His brother tagged along.

Timothy leaned over the counter to make sure that the weather was perfect. A few clouds roaming but nothing too severe though the ra as he hid under the canopy.

"I think we are good to go!". The lead gave a thumbs up to the two whom helped him make this possible.

"I have to go for a bit, Timothy". Jenny spoke, remembering what she had to do thereafter. "I'll see how you are doing when I get back".

"That's fine by me!".

And so, Jenny walked away from the stall as Timothy and Martin continued to wait for consumers who would want to buy fruit from them.

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