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[Back on Earth, Christy is sitting on a log lost in the woods]

Great Wishing Star:
Meanwhile, Christy was lost in the woods and was about to need more help than anyone could've guessed.

Christy:
Where are those guys? Maybe they ran away with me. Oh, why can't I be good at anything except shooting marbles [flings a marble that hits a tree, rock, then leaf and lands in Christy's hand] Marble Champ. [catches the leaf] So what? [sighs] If only I could run, or swim, or do something to be the Camp Champ. [Dark Heart looks as a weasel then jumps in a bush causing Christy to gasp] John? Dawn?

Dark Heart:
[appears as a human boy] Hey. What do you know? The Camp Champ.

Christy:
Me?

Dark Heart:
Yeah, sure. You are the Camp Champ, ain't you?

Christy:
No...I'm not.

Dark Heart:
Well, you sure could've fooled me.

Christy:
Who are you?

Dark Heart:
Well, I'm from the camp on the other side of the river. Say! You wouldn't want to be the Camp Champ, would ya? I could fix it for you. What do you say?

Christy:
Well, I don't know.

Dark Heart:
There's only one catch, though.

Christy:
I knew it was too good to be true.

Dark Heart:
Not so fast. It's no big deal. Sometime I'll drop by and ask you to return a favour. And you just...do it. No questions asked. What do you say?

Christy:
Ah, you can't make me Camp Champ.

Dark Heart:
Oh, no?

Christy:
Sure! Okay! You got a deal. Now go ahead and make me Camp Champ.

Dark Heart:
A favour now...for a favour later. (snaps fingers magically) Done! Do a cartwheel.

Christy:
A cartwheel? I can't do a cart—

Dark Heart:
Just do it!

[Christy gasps at the demand, but succeeds in doing the cartwheel anyway.]

Christy:
I did it! I did it! You were telling the truth!

Dark Heart:
Cartwheels are nothing. Now you can race, swim, paddle...

Christy:
I am going to be the Camp Champ!

Dark Heart:
Just remember: When I come back, you owe me a favour. And I will be back.