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“Have you smell it?” my brother asked me.

I nodded. “Yes, definitely a sweet.”

“Come on.”

He marched and I followed. Then our battalion came to view. They first reached the sweet and started gathering.

“What’s up, man.” My brother made a handshake with each passing ant coming our way.

“Hey,” I said.

Then we reached the sweet, and our battalion commander shouted, “Everyone gather together!”

We all lifted the sweet altogether when, suddenly, a plash of water gurgled and choked my breath. A fiery feeling came into existence.

I looked around and the battalion stared falling. Brother melted.

“No!”

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