The Market Overworked Late-Nights

Just then, a rather sinister looking ferret came up from behind Huckle, emerging from the shadows. Griblo snatched at the overburdened basket and snatched several oranges, chiding the otter as he did so!"

"T'anks for de' grub, mottlefur!"

But what Griblo hadn't noticed due to the large otter fully eclipsing Swifttail, was the silver fox standing in front of his mark. With a "Aw hells...!", he bumped right into Swifttail.
 
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Swifttail shrieked at the sudden intrusion, and stumbled backwards, only to step on one of the fallen oranges, and roll back forward again, careening both fox and Ferret into the giant basket of fruit.
 
Huckle let out a yelp of surprise as the two of them rolled and fumbled, that yelp turning into a small scream as the fruits nocked over onto the floor, the fruits Squishing under the Scuffle. Huckle stood there with a shocked and confused look on his face, his paws and body trembling as he got on his hands and knees, starting to collect the mess of fruits on the floor

" Oh no, Oh no, no, no . . . "
 
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