_Chapter 3: "The Great Garlic Heist"_
Count Clumsy and Igor hatched a plan to steal the Golden Garlic Bulb. They sneaked into the village under the cover of darkness, avoiding torch-wielding mobs and garlic-wielding grannies.
As they approached the Bulb's supposed location, a massive, garlic-shaped statue came into view. Count Clumsy's eyes widened. "Ah, the legendary Golden Garlic Bulb! Or, at least, a giant garlic statue with a bulbous shape..."
Igor whispered, "Uh, Count, I think that's just a statue. The real Bulb might be elsewhere." But Count Clumsy was undeterred. "Nonsense! This is clearly the treasured Golden Garlic Bulb! Now, let's get it and make our escape!"
"With a flourish, Count Clumsy snatched the garlic statue and held it aloft like a trophy. 'Victory is mine!' he declared, triumphant. Igor facepalmed. 'Count, that's not the real Golden Garlic Bulb...'
But Count Clumsy was too excited to listen. He pranced out of the village, statue in hand, as the humans gave chase. 'Stop! Thief! Garlic-napper!' they cried.
As they emerged into the night, Count Clumsy realized his mistake. The statue was heavy, cumbersome, and utterly useless. He looked at Igor, sheepish. 'Well, this is a bit of a pickle...'
Igor sighed. 'You've stolen a garlic statue, Count. Not the Golden Garlic Bulb. Not exactly the most fearsome vampire move...'
Count Clumsy's face fell. 'Oh dear. I think I need a new plan...'
And that's where we leave Chapter 3! The Count's got a garlic statue, a bad reputation, and a whole lot of trouble ahead. What happens next?