"Hi, Nylander! Would you like to taste my soup?" Prince Mikheyev asked to Prince Nylander.
"Wow! I've just wondered for that!" replied Prince Nylander.
"Yeah! Is it for all of us including Auston and the girl?" said Prince Johnsson curiously about his teammate's arrival.
"Unfortunately, Auston will not come to us," said Prince Mikheyev with his deep voice. "But the latter will do ..."
Meanwhile at the camp in my house.
"Bismillah ..." was my prayer before I eat my home-made mushroom soup. "Eh?"
"Good evening, girl! Is there anybody in this house? I want to tell you about something," Prince Rielly said in front of my house door.
"Yes! I'm coming! Wait a minute, please."
After I went outside the house, I wondered that Prince Mikheyev has made one of the favourite soup in the kingdom: the Campbell's.
"Is Mikheyev cooking some Campbell's?" I asked to Prince Rielly politely.
"Yes," was his answer. "Why?"
"Actually, I'm afraid that his soup was made of ..."
"Don't worry about that, girl! Our favourite soup is food-safe, so you have not to be worry of it!"
"Yeah, I know it's safe. But doesn't it have harmful ingerdients like ..."
"Kadri told me that the soup is ... is ..."
"Such a so-called halaal. That's what I mean."
"You're right. Eh, by the way, what have you been? Are you eating something right now?"
"Yes, I am. And actually, I have a cup of home-made mushroom soup for my dinner. After that ..."
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Dear Auston ...
FanfictionWell, yes. This is my dreamy story about my wonders of a current ice hockey player at the Kingdom of Maple Leafs. And I just wondered that if he's living in paradise all alone ...
