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His brother was laughing! Ferret chomped down harder (not really, his jaw strength had much room to develop) but Peter was undeterred and just giggled and batted at his head. The bandit sprang away and stood, miffed and scowling, at his littermate. This was not the reaction he wanted. Unsure of how to handle this, he resorted to the first idea that popped into his tiny brain: he ran away. He took off through the brush and did his best to escape his brother's company.