"YeoWwwwww!!" Mark cried out, Something had just bit his hand! Dropping the piece of bread, he drew his hand to his face. "You don't expect to eat us without a fight first now do you?!" shouted one of the buttermen that was standing on Mark's hand. Staring in disbelief, Mark blinked hard at the reality of what he was seeing. The swiped butter had reformed itself back into the form of a little butterman. He shook the butterman off & it fell to the floor. Mark knelt down to pick up the slice of bread & saw there was not a lick of butter left on it.