After Timmy and friends reached the river bed they started to prepare for lunch.
Timmy's job was to gather firewood with Mon and Foxy.
While Timmy gathered small branches in the forest, Mon came by with a large pile of logs.
"Is that all you've got?" he said to Timmy, grinning.
Again, Timmy felt useless. "I'm good for nothing because I'm so small."