Donald Trump had need on his mind for days. When he broke up with piggy all he could feel was relief, now Kermit did not have to feel guilty for thinking about him.
Something of someone was now keeping up out of the shadows. Fear rose though Kermit as he tried to make his hands a shield for whatever it was. As Kermit peaked though his slim green hands he saw. Elmo. At first it was relief that he felt but then he realized he should be feeling horror. "Elmo please t-tell me y-our not the o-one who TAPPED me!" The words stumbled out of Kermits mouth but he knew in side that Elmo did trap him. "Sorry Kermit I'm not as good as you think I am." Elmo said this in a deep rich voice that made Kermit jump. Elmo all his life had a very high squeaky voice so was why was his voice so low? Kermit thought but he than shrugged it of as Elmo trying to be scary.
I hope you liked this chapter it was really fun to write and see you guys soon
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Kermit's day out
Короткий рассказKermit always loved the outside so when he is forced inside bye someone he admired what will he do Don't mine all the spelling errors lol
