3 good night, sleep tight

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Splat was happy. It was almost night. He was getting ready to camp under the moonlight!

"Everything is just right," Splat told his mom. "I have my sleeping bag. I have my flashlight." "And I have a surprise," said Splat's mom. "Let's go outside."

Mom and Splat went into the garden. They pulled back the tent flaps. Splat peered inside the tent. Two sets of eyes peered back. "Say hello to Spike and Plank," said Splat's mom. "They are camping here tonight!"

Splat felt his whiskers wobble with fright. "Mom," whispered Splat, "I don't like Spike." "You might like him better if you spent some time together," said Splat's mom. "You'll see. Everything will be just right."

"I'm hungry," said Spike. "What did you bring for me to eat?" "I have some fish cakes," Splat said. "Yum," said Spike. He gobbled them up in delight.