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everyone doesn't seem to understand that Mk was just a kid when he became the Monkie kid the stress, the hurt and the mental toll he must be suffering through. But What if he had someone he could talk to about these problems, someo...
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Out in the middle of the blistering desert under the unforgiving sun. We can find Mk, Mei and Sandy currently on the verge of dying.
Panting and sweating profusely Mei hung her jacket over her head in an attempt to relieve herself from the sun's harsh rays. "Dumb Macaque. . . Dumb desert. . . not like I'm blaming you or anything Mk" she hissed sending her bestie a sideways glare.
Mk was sweating hard; his hair limp and his entire face was deprived of moisture completely sunken in and puckered up. "You know what. . . I can't even with you right now Mei" he groans weakly dropping limp onto Sandy's shoulder as he was carrying them on his back.
Sandy was breathing heavily as he walked through the tough sand "D-don't worry gang we just have to. . . keep . . . moving. . . forever and . . . ever until we find. . ." Sandy struggled to speak as the sun made him weak "T-This is why. . . I am a water adventure. . . . only guy" he complained.
Mk weakly reaches his hands to Sandy's bread and struggled to look through it "Uncle Sandy. . . Don't you have. . . water. . . in here?" he asked but he found nothing ". . . Mom. . . would've had water. . . I miss mom's hair. . . at least it had. . . air conditioning" Mk groaned before they all fell to the ground unable to continue anymore.
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Above their weaken body, vultures flew around in circled ready to eat them. Mk whimpers thinking about his mother ". . . maybe. . . it'll all be okay. . . she. . . won't need . . . me" he said softly as he slowly lost consciousness.
opening his eyes again, in his blurred vision he sees a familiar pair of purple shoes and red hair staring down at him.
"Noodle boy-" the person growled, their glasses flashing as Mk groans and passed out.
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That familiar person who saved them was Redson, who took pity on them and brought the group to his new home and gave them food and water and right at this moment. . . . . he was regretting it.
