Let it all out

"Uncle Marlon...

Could you tell me what really happened with my mother?" Fred replied, dropping the spoon on the plate to use that hand to lend the pendant his father gave him to Marlon.

A pendant that he opened, showing the photo that was inside, where his father and mother and he himself looked happy the day he came into this world.

And upon hearing this request, reinforced with that amount of visual emotional blackmail...

"PFFFFFFFFFFNJJJJJJ!!!"

The lentils shot out of Marlon's nose by the surprise, something that would have been extremely funny for Stephen if it weren't for the question that provoked such a reaction

"This...

Ahh! AUGHCH!

Why so suddenly?

ACHOOOU!" Marlon said after a brief pause for breath, even though he was still pulling out some of the lentils that had gotten stuck in his nostrils

"Dad on his deathbed told me to ask you... and that you would answer me in great detail" Fred said once more with his elbows on the table and his fingers interlocked together at the level of his mouth as he stared at his victim in order to put pressure on him

A mounting pressure that Marlon tried to resist as best he could

He couldn't refuse to tell him what he knew, much less when that was the last will of his late best friend... however, he didn't think this was the best time to explain it to Fred.

After what had happened today and all the accumulating stress of the last days in which he had hardly rested and his state of mind was far from good, it was evident that he was not at his best to listen… and neither was Marlon to explain

That's why Marlon tried to postpone this matter just like his late father did "Er...Fred...

I don't know if it's appropriate right now...

You are very tired, you have barely eaten and you need…"

"He needs to know...

He is no longer a child..."

He was interrupted by a weak female voice from near the kitchen door.

"MOTHER!

HONEY!

AUNT ROXANNE!"

A voice that belonged to Roxanne, Stephen's mother and Marlon's wife, who after waking up, checking that she could move and hearing the voices of Marlon, Stephen and Fred downstairs, she removed the injected tubes in her arm that supplied her with serum and went down to the kitchen, where everyone was gathered

And not even half a second passed before the three men dropped everything they were doing to run towards Roxanne, to hug her and above all hold her to prevent her from falling to the ground in the event she lost loses her balance

"I'm fine, I can walk alone...

Luckily that son of a bitch didn't hit me in the legs" Roxanne said trying to appear strong so as not to worry her family more than necessary.

A totally useless effort in the first place...

"Honey I... you... finally...

BUA!! BUAA!!! BUAAAA!!!" Said Marlon crying uncontrollably in a superhuman way as he hugged his wife with his only remaining arm.

And Stephen crying in almost the same way, but with the ability to vocalize, tried to explain to his mother what had happened "Mom!

After you passed out Fred and I..."

"I know, I know...

I don't need an exhaustive report of the situation, somehow I was able to hear a lot of what was happening around me while I was unconscious, even though I couldn't move.

I wish you were as talkative when I'm awake" Said Roxanne hugging her family back, comforting them with some humour in an attempt to make them stop crying until dehydration

"Even so, lie down and let me examine you...

You may be able to move and and feel no pain thanks to everything I have injected you, but keep resting, it's for the better…" Fred said as he held Roxanne's head to avoid any accident in the most delicate part of the human body and where his aunt received great damage a few days ago.

"Okay, but darling, give me some of your lentils

You shouldn't eat so much, you'll get fat" Roxanne said with an uncontrollable urge to eat something substantial after spending almost a week living off the serum

Therefore, after Marlon and Stephen stopped behaving like crybaby koalas, Fred could perform some medical tests on Roxanne, let her eat something minimally solid after a long time and talk about everything that had happened in her absence...

Finally, the moment that Fred had been waiting for so long arrived...

"Fred, as is obvious, since we stayed with you at that time

Neither I nor Marlon were there when it happened, so all we can tell you is what Norman explained to us." Said Roxanne, who would finally explain the story, as Marlon kept whining from time to time and because she really wanted to talk after so many days without being able to.

"I understand" Replied Fred, who, given the circumstances, did not expect an elaborate explanation full of details.

If this were a 100% One Piece manga/anime world, surely the story that Roxanne was about to explain would become an elaborate flashback of several chapters where everyone would be able to see in great detail facts that was physically impossible for Roxanne to know about Norman and Susan's life on that particular day

However, in this more or less realistic One Piece world, the explanation that Roxanne gave was... just an explanation.

"Seven years ago Susan and Norman left you with us so they could go to the medical and scientific congress that was held in Ballywood Kingdom and hosted by the legendary Dr Hogback, where the greatest minds in the world would meet, as well as many investors.

As you already know, Susan had been working on several projects related to the [Lineage Factor] and she did not want to miss this opportunity to seek financing from investors looking for interesting projects and also seek collaborations with those renowned geniuses to carry them out

That's why your father accompanied her to that conference that day... and both managed to get there without any problem, in a couple of days would be Susan's turn to present her ideas and everything seemed to be going well, but... that conference organized by the genius Dr Hogback was not only attractive to scholars and investors

But also to representatives of different nations of the World Government such as chancellors, kings, princes, princesses and..."

"Tenryūbitos?" Said Fred sensing and fearing that this would be the next word that Roxanne would say.

"...

Yes...

I see that you already know who they are, so I will avoid explaining that part..." Roxanne replied, relatively surprised by Fred's extensive knowledge "...

When your father and mother were walking down the street to buy presents for all of us one of them appeared and took a fancy to Susan

That Tenryūbito ordered his subordinates to kidnap her... and when he ordered that, the entire island, including the guards and representatives of dozens of nations completely disregarded that..."

"..."

"Your father simply told us that he couldn't do anything about it, without giving us more details about what happened... and we didn't want to ask him too much for fear of opening his emotional wounds"

"..."

"Over the years he talked a little more about it… though not too much… but enough for Marlon and I to imagine that your father tried to save your mother but was stopped ether by the Tenryūbito's subordinates or the by the people from the island that surely wanted to prevent what they saw as suicide…

But whatever it was, seeing how they took her before his eyes without being able to do anything to prevent it"

"…"

"He never gave us details of that part, but he explained that he tried to talk to the whole island to find a way to get your mother back.

He refused to believe that they could kidnap her in this way in front of the whole world without being able to do anything, especially with a scientist who was about to present her thesis at that same convention.

However, everyone told him that it was useless, that no one could do anything against the Tenryūbito and… that the only thing he would get if he continued with this would be to be killed or something worse

Some even went so far as to tell him what could happen to your mother in the worst and best case…

The best scenario was that they recognized her value as a scientist and put her to work for the World Government.

The second best scenario would be for Tenryūbito to appreciate her and treat her as a wife with certain rights.

The third best scenario was that she committed suicide as soon as possible.

And the fourth, the worst, that she ended up being like any another slave in Mary Geoise

...

The fact is that we never heard from your mother again"

"...

..."

"After verifying that everything was useless he took all his things, among which was your mother's work that you recently inherited… and returned home...

And from there is the story you already know

He came back here alone and with a broken soul, senselessly blaming himself for not having done or not being able to do anything in a situation in which no one could do anything...

And he hardly spoke about this subject again except in a few events in which he felt that the world was collapsing on him again…"

"I see...

I had considered many scenarios and I would be lying if I told you that I did not imagine that possibility

Although it was the least likely and at the same time the worst..." Fred said, giving his cool and sober opinion as he understood that Roxanne was done with the explanation.

However, that was not the end of the story, at least not for Roxanne "...

That event affected him greatly, plunging our merry jokester into a horrible depression... a depression that would have ended his life if you hadn't been there, Fred.

Since then, the only thing he wanted was to keep you safe, away from all danger on this island at the same time that he tried to make you happy and become a good and competent person

But since..."

"You don't have to continue Aunt Roxanne, I already have an idea of..."

"The day the pirates invaded us, while Marlon was fighting the pirates and your father and I were hiding, I asked your father not to do anything if they tried to kidnap me to avoid putting him in danger unnecessarily" Roxanne said, interrupting Fred's interruption forcefully, making him understand that she still had something to say, something he hadn't been able to hear yet "And that's what ultimately happened...

Two pirates found us and took us out of the shelter to take us outside as hostages to put pressure on Marlon... or at least that was the idea before one of them ignored that plan to rape me…"

"I imagine that would be a very similar situation to the one he experienced seven years ago..." Fred muttered to himself, superimposing in his imagination both scenarios from Norman's point of view

"But at a certain point Norman couldn't bear to do nothing...

don't ask me how he did it, but he managed to get away from the pirate who was holding him, steal his knife and kill him...

Then he tried to do the same with the one above me, but...unfortunately his gun was faster than Noman's knife." Roxanne said, paining her to have to remember and explain that traumatic event to Fred.

But it was necessary...

"I... I see..." Fred said with an extremely bitter smile on his face as he looked down at his feet.

"When I saw him on the ground covered in his own blood, I thought he died trying to save me.

Only later did I find out that he actually died trying to save all the wounded people in the village for neglecting a wound that would not have killed him if he rested

However, it doesn't matter if it was for one thing or another, your father was a true hero and died as a great hero" Said Roxanne, who guided the conversation up to this point with the intention of magnifying Norman's image in his son's heart, something Norman always wanted or at least needed...

Intentions that Fred caught on the fly but were totally unnecessary

"I know what dad thought of himself... now I understand more than ever, but he was the only one who thought that…

Don't worry Aunt Roxanne, I loved my father very much and I would never think anything remotely like that of him, even after hearing what happened.

I know the truth" Said Fred as he jumped out of an affectionate and furtive hug from Stephen, who couldn't suppress his impulses any longer after hearing that sad story and seeing Fred's sadly expressionless face.

"Fred...

Are you okay?" Stephen asked from the ground, partially recovering physically and mentally from that extremely failed hug.

"Okay...

I can't say that I'm fine, but I can't say that I'm devastated either, after all I was already mentally prepared for something like this

I just need to refresh my mind a bit…" Fred replied as he grabbed a few things from the fridge and headed towards the door of his house with the obvious intention of going outside.

And seeing Fred leave, especially at this hour, aroused the same question from the entire Steel family "Where are you going?"

"I'll be doing some exercise outside

If you look for me I'll probably be on the beach, but don't look for me unless something serious happens

I have already stolen too much time from you today..." Fred answered leaving his own house, with a backpack full of his mysterious energy shakes.

Leaving behind the Steel family, finally in its entirety after so many days, resting and talking all together on his sofa.

---

Under the light of the enormous full moon, which illuminated the night sky more intensely than normal, and the great sea of stars, which could be seen perfectly in the absence of clouds and industrial pollution… one could look around and see with some clarity without the need for artificial light, almost as if it were not night

And thanks to that, if someone had their eyes set on the main beach of Narhad village they would see something extraordinary.

They would see a ten-year-old boy named Fred running at high speed, wearing a suit made of weights, from which more weights hung, while lifting weights and dragging weights that were strapped to his back, waist and feet.

"Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf!"

Running from one end to the other at extraordinary speed over the sand, as if he were a dakar car instead of a human being…

At a significantly faster speed than a week ago despite carrying more weight than normal, that he had hardly slept and that he had been working and training all day

It had been like that for four hours, in which he had not stopped for even a second, nor had he made any kind of sound except for his own breathing.

"Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf!"

Few other things could be heard on that deserted beach, such as the slight sound of the waves, the sand falling on itself, Fred's heavy and quick steps, the sound of metal gadgets crashing against each other or Fred's bones, muscles and ligaments whining at their full capacity demanding an end to this torture

"Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf!"

However, despite there being no one else in that place, Fred did not say a single word since he arrived...

Although they had not been very numerous, this was not the first time that Fred had exercised alone as he is now, relatively far from the rest of civilization…

But on each and every one of those occasions, Fred took the opportunity to scream, complaining about the pain he felt and insulting everything that could be insulted to forget about the pain and the decision he made one day.

"Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf! Uf!"

However, today he did not express his frustrations orally, not even mentally as he used to do when he trained in public and in private too... his mind was empty, devoid of any kind of thought...

He did not think about how much his body ached, nor did he encourage himself to exceed his limits, nor did he curse his own existence, nor did he actively analyse what was happening around him, nor did he try to escape from reality with other strange thoughts

His mind was literally blank as his aching body pushed its limits over and over again!

Fred just kept going, not caring about the torturous but necessary process of achieving his ambitious goal or the future goal itself… as if his mind and body had undergone some strange metamorphosis after everything he had lived through and experienced this past week.

"Uf! Uf! Uf!"

Plamp!

Until finally, his body gave up and at the same time his mind regained some of its activity

'Am I still alive?' Fred thought after waking up from that strange state, lying at night on the beach sand and not being able to move at all due to lack of energy, the great weight of the suit and lack of will to do so...

It had been many days since Fred had not had a single moment to stretch out looking at the sky to reflect without thinking about what he should do in a few minutes or hours... and now that he no longer had any apparent imminent obligations, the vast majority of the worries that plagued his mind had practically vanished and believed that no one would need him anymore, he was finally able to have a little moment for himself

'Well...

I'm already an orphan like most anime and manga protagonists... I'm alone now, I guess the perfect opportunity to start from scratch again...

And I guess I also have a traumatic childhood... at least more traumatic than Zoro's...

...

Can I be a Mugiwara now?' Fred thought with a certain irony, to immediately feel guilty and nostalgic at the same time for having thought this in this situation 'I hope that making bad jokes at inappropriate times is not something hereditary…

I'm in One piece, not in Marvel...

...

Yes, I think this is hereditary…'

He didn't know how long he would feel guilty for joking after his father's death and having discovered the truth about his mother… in the same way that he did not know what to do in general

'What the hell do I do now?'

Many things had changed for Fred in the last days, things that had changed him inside or that had modified most of his goals and motivations... and the truth about his mother was the last trigger 'This changes everything again…

How many times have I changed my plan in the last week? Four, five… six times?

Is it even smart to have one at this point?

Really...

When should I leave?'

"This...

Hello?" Stephen said, sneaking into his field of vision, blocking out the moon with his semi-shaven head.

And Fred, trying to hide his surprise and keep his emotions and thoughts in check… replied "..

Since when have you been here?"

"Since a while ago, but you seemed to be in zombie mode like when you wake up

You didn't hear or see anything that was happening around you" Stephen replied as he put a straw in his mouth so he could sip one of the invigorating shakes

"And what are you doing here with this zombie?

…

Has something serious happened to Roxanne?!" Fred asked rather alarmed when he wasn't drinking his thick shake through the straw.

A difficult shake to drink in that position and format, but one that Fred began to devour eagerly, putting himself in the worst possible situation as always when he thought that something had happened to Roxanne, who had recently come out of a coma.

After all, he couldn't think of any other reason why Stephen could be here with him and not with his mother… in fact Fred had imagined him cuddling her like a little koala for at least the next 24 hours, pretty much the same thing he did when Marlon woke up.

"No, mom is fine, just like a few hours ago, she's already sleeping with dad at home" Stephen replied as he tried to disconnect him from all the weights he could with his one still good arm

An answer that totally relieved and puzzled Fred, who was forced to ask completely confused "And what are you doing here instead of doing the same as your father?"

"Well...

At first I wanted to give you your space so that you could be alone as you requested and see us tomorrow...

But seeing that you didn't return to the village, that I didn't hear you insulting the nothingness while you trained alone or at least snoring like a monster, I began to worry." Stephen answered as he helped Fred out of his metallic training suit.

A very difficult suit to take off, especially when the person wearing it was half dead and the person helping him take it off had a broken arm, so they had to resort to radical methods

"...

Do I really snore that loud?" Fred asked with some embarrassment and disbelief as he did his best not to swallow sand as he tried to get out of his suit like a snake shedding its skin.

A question that Stephen tried to answer as tactfully as possible while pulling the suit in the opposite direction "The girls got scared the first night you slept thinking we were being attacked by pirates..."

"...

You are all... exaggerating..." Fred said relieved after getting out of the suit, but still hurt and refusing to believe that joke

"Fred, seriously...

Are you okay?" Stephen asked, not only because of Fred's usually pitiful physical state after each training session, but also for his emotional state that seemed to have worsened.

However, Fred tried to downplay Stephen's concern, he simply tried to sit on the sand to stop eating dirt and replied in a vague way "Recovering, but with a bit of a headache."

I have a lot of things to think about right now."

"Are you still thinking about what happened to your mother… and your father?" Asked Stephen, who really thought they should talk about that topic

A topic Fred avoided talking about even now "Among other things...

But rather I thought about the future, about what I should do from now on...

Now that I've lost everything..."

"...

...

..."

"You know, my plan..." Fred clarified upon seeing that Stephen stared at him without saying anything with an expression somewhat difficult to interpret

"...

The plan to become a bounty hunter for a few years and then retire at a young age to live quietly, armed to the teeth and surrounded by luxuries on the edge of civilization after leaving your mark in history?" Stephen said, sitting next to Fred when he saw that his friend was willing to talk, maybe not about the past, but about the future.

"Yeah, that one, though... that is no longer the plan…" Fred replied as he drank some of his invigorating shakes, this time without Stephen's help.

And obviously Stephen was forced to ask "Why?"

"I've made a lot of promises in the past few days...

Promises to my father...

Promises to you

Promises to myself...

Promises that have made my plan deviate a lot, becoming much more complicated, ambitious and above all extremely dangerous... and almost impossible..." Answered Fred, leaving the half-empty milkshake in the sand, between him and his friend

An imprecise answer that did not satisfy Stephen's immense curiosity at all "How much dangerous and impossible?"

"...

The less you know the better, knowing it would only worry you unnecessarily

You're almost like an annoying mother sometimes" Fred responded, implying to his friend why he avoided giving him details, even if it was only a small excuse to mask the truth.

A truth from which he couldn't easily escape...

"Unnecessarily?

Come on, I need to know!

I can't join your crazy new plan if I don't know what it's all about!" Stephen yelled somewhat offended after understanding Fred's implicit message, giving him a small punch in his already cramped arm as a reprimand.

A reprimand that hurt him more psychologically than physically

"Join? You? What the hell are you talking about, you fucking cripple?

After what has happened to you, do you want to repeat it?

Do you want your skull to be smashed in instead of your arm and ribs next time?!" Fred yelled as he repeatedly hit Stephen over the head with his half-empty shake bottle, trying to reason with him the old-fashioned way

But this method didn't always work with children.

"He took me by surprise..." Stephen said, apologizing as they looked from side to side, showing Fred that he still hadn't learned to lie well.

A response that blew Fred's fuse

"THEY ALMOST KILLED YOU!

AND WITH ME IN YOUR CHARGE!" Fred yelled, grabbing Stephen by the collar, with a face of extremely pronounced anger and guilt

Something that did not stand back Stephen at all

"And to prevent that from happening when I recover I will train like a fucking madman like you, running as much or even more than you...

I won't slack off anymore! I WILL GIVE IT MY ALL! I WILL DO ALL THE CRAZY TRAINING YOU DO!" Stephen said without flinching in the least despite having Fred's demonic face less than an inch from his own… until it was his turn to show some of his courage by taking the bottle from Fred's hand "And... I'll even... I'll even drink your weird concoctions...

Buajjj!"

And seeing in Stephen that great determination to become much stronger, which surely was born at the moment in which he found himself powerless against the pirates

Fred didn't know what to reply immediately...

"...

..."

He couldn't just tell him to forget everything he had told him so far or what he had experienced in the last few days… that he had changed his mind after seeing him half-dead on the ground

He couldn't just tell him now that no matter how hard he tried from now or how capable he could became in a few years… that he would never take him with him to avoid putting him in danger again.

"...

..."

That would be too insulting to both him and Stephen, as well as extremely hypocritical and even stupid.

'Even so..'

That is why Fred resorted to his last resort, precisely the same words that Stephen used on his birthday to reject his invitation "What about your father and mother!?

Have you thought about them?

Have you thought about how worried they would be after what we have experienced?"

Fred couldn't help but think about it...

'Reconsider Stephen...'

Having lived through that traumatic experience and reflecting on it today, he began to fear that some member of that good family would fall victim to his crazy ambitions

'I almost put you in mortal danger with the pirates and today your entire family with the marines…

And that could happen again in the future…'

He didn't want any of them to die or have a hard time because of someone who shouldn't have existed in the first place.

'Live the life you should have lived Stephen, forget everything I told you...'

Norman had died and Susan would surely have died too...

With that the connections that linked the Steel and Freed family with the stowaway from another world named Frederick, who only occupied this body, would have ended forever.

'Just leave me alone...

Don't make things harder...

It is the best for everyone...'

This way he could start completely from scratch, like he did ten years ago…

This time without involving anyone…

"That's what I thought at first...

But!

After thinking about it a bit and talking with them too...

I realized that they would be less worried about me if I were with you.

And they would be less worried about you if I were by your side!" Stephen replied with an energetic voice and smile that was in stark contrast with Fred's gloomy expression and tone of voice.

Making Fred, extremely confused, only able to exclaim "What?!"

"You may not be their son, but they love you as if you were...

They'd worry a lot knowing you're out there alone with no one watching your back!

ESPECIALLY ME!" Stephen answered as he treacherously stroked Fred's sandy mane, ruffling his hair as he always used to do with him

"... I... I see..." Fred said, lowering his voice considerably as well as his gaze.

"THIS IS HOW IT IS!

That is why we must go together!" Stephen said excitedly, so excited that he even stood up to emphasize how determined and motivated he was.

A motivation, joy and optimism that once again contrasted with that of Fred, who was still sitting on the ground looking at the sand "…

So... you won't let me go…

Do you want to be a stowaway on my adventure that much?"

"HEY!

DON'T THINK I WANT TO LEAVE WITH YOU JUST BECAUSE I CARE A LOT ABOUT MY BEST FRIEND OR BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE MY OWN GOALS!

DON'T THINK YOU ARE SO IMPORTANT!

I do it for myself too!

I AM ALSO AMBITIOUS!" Stephen replied, bringing to the surface everything he had not said up to now, looking towards the moon on the horizon, as if he was swearing before the heavens

"I can't just stay here forever!

I want to go to all the places you have told me about to see if they are real! The same with all the weird things you've told me!

And I want you to be around because for every lie you told me I will instantly kick your ass!"

"..."

"I also want to kick bad men's asses with my big iron hammer, while you're the one watching my back hiding inside a food cart!

Yes... very specific...

But seriously, I want to get strong as soon as possible so that together we can beat guys like them with ease…and it will be partly thanks to my future gadgets!"

"...nmf..."

"And I don't just want us to make money hunting pirates!

I also want us to have a business together where we can sell the things we make to the whole world even after we retire!

You know… your crazy shakes, poisons and other weird stuff... once you improve them a little…

And of course my 100% metallic inventions... which I do in part with your help..."

"... Sinf... Snif..."

"...

You know I don't have much imagination, but you always give me good ideas to do new things...

One of the many reasons why I don't want to part with you!

You are a source of inspiration with legs that snores like a monster!

STEEL! STEEL! STEEL!"

"...Mnfffmn... Mnff... sob..."

"And of course when I create the mecha of my dreams I want you to name it...

Same problem as before...

I'm terrible at naming things... but hey, you already know...

AND DO NOT WORRY! I'LL MAKE ONE FOR YOU TOO AS PAYMENT!

STEEL! STEEL! STEEL!"

"Mnfffmn... ighh...

Sniff.. sniff..."

"So...

Are you going to explain me your…" Stephen said at the end of his monologue at the same time that he looked at Fred, still on the ground to ask... "Fred, are you crying?"

"Mnfffmn... NOOooo...

Mnff... sob... sob..." Fred replied with sniffling voice while covering his face with his arms

However, this was an extremely obvious lie, so obvious that even a child of nine years and eleven months would realize that he had been holding back the urge to cry for a long time, but without much success.

"...

Is it seawater again?" Stephen asked as tactfully as possible, sitting next to him as before.

"Sniff.. sniff... YEEeess....

Mnfffmn..." Fred answered as he turned his head away from Stephen's.

He did this because his legs had not recovered and he was unable to do anything more dignified. His legs still hadn't recovered, so he couldn't get up, much less run into the water to try to hide his tears.

Something Stephen realized even before he did...

"Come here tough guy" Stephen said as he hugged Fred tightly, putting his head on his shoulder.

One of those annoying space-invading hugs from Stephen that Fred hated so much and used to avoid with all his might.

"Mnfffmn... Sniff.. sniff...

Sob... sob… igh… igh…Mnffm…"

And yet, now...

"Mnfffmn... Sniff.. sniff...

BOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! WAAAAHHHHHHAH!!

SNIFF!! SNIF!!! UGGHHHHHH!!!"

"That's it...

Let it all out Fred, there's no one watching."

"BUAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! UGHH!! UGJJHHHH!

WAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! SNIFF!! SNIF!!!

BOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

WAAAAAAAAAAHHHAAAAAHHHAAAAAH!!"

Now he was the one hugging tighter, while...

"HNNNNGGHHHH! UWAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAHHHHH!!!

BOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO

SNIFF!! SNIF!!!

WAAAAAAAAAAHHHAAAAAHHHAAAAAH!!

UWAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAHHHHH!!!"

While he shed all the tears he held back from the tragic day of his tenth birthday

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