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The Returned of Argosy

A 5 yrs old boy who lost his memory and He was adopted by bakery shop daughter after he was founded by stalking at their shop. But the story will not end here as he continue his adventure and making more friends. by the time he grow up he gave to look for his lost memory because of new found of family home.

Mojico · Fantasy
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29 Chs

There's Giant Mouse Sniffing

"Woah! It's a long rusty stick, grandpa! Come look at what Ms Magda just gave me, it's a big rusty stick."

My grandfather, Vince, who was standing beside me, gave me a look that seemed a little indifferent. I was getting a little mixed emotions vibe from him. He looked excited for me but also worried as I was still very young.

"I see you got some stuff going on there. Make sure you put that to good use and treasure it since it was a given to you." Replied grandpa.

I nodded in agreement as I said, " yes grandpa. I'll take good care of it. " Just then, ideas came into my mind about what I could use this mysterious stick for. "Oh! I know. I can use this to help me with protection or I can catch some bugs with it." I was really excited and couldn't wait to see what I could put this old stick up to.

Grandpa who looked at me and gave off a laugh said, " sure kid, You've got some great ideas. Also, remember to hide it well in a safe place and don't tell anyone where you got it from.

ok Jack?"

" mhmm", I nodded my head again before I ran up th stairs and into my bedroom. I thought about where to hide my new toy then decided to put it under my bed. I then thought that I should make a storage area next to my bed especially for my stick.

"I know." I exclaimed as I ran back down the stations hurry before sunset since its past noon.

"Grandpa, can I please borrow your toolbox?" I asked in a soft tone. " Sure, what do you need it for? I can help if you want. " he asked before offering.

"I need it to make a hidden storage so I can hide my stick just as you said and I'm fine. I can do it by myself." I told him with confidence . He gave off a big sigh before going into the kitchen to get his toolbox. I patiently waited in the living room. Once he came back, he handed me this huge box filled with his tools. I reached out for it and as I grabbed it, the weight pulled me to the floor along with it.

"Alright, I'll carry it for you." Said grandpa. He picked up the box and carried it to my room for me as we both went upstairs .

"ohh I for got something, Grandpa can you help me grab some wood just like the same as this old wood on the wall please" asked with plead to grandpa, "Ok Jack I'll be back any minute" he went downstairs and went to his back yeard. While he's looking for wood, I started my own thing first I grab hammer that has a purk that can lift up the nail so I move my bed to the other side of corner to give me some space for my working. since is bed was so heavy some sound scratching sound on the floor can be heard *SHEAAARK *SHEARK.