Grock's POV
Do you think it's fun to be sitting on a fat turtle for half your life? Definitely not. After awhile, you would get used to it. One fine day, I was just living my normal life, sitting on top of Baxia, when a group of random people came over and flipped me. THEY FLIPPED ME ONTO A FRICKING CRESCENT MOON. Do not imagine the pain when the point stabs you in the back. Too late, I bet you imagined it. Why did they have to flip me? Could they not just ask me to scram, or better, get off Baxia please? Humph, those people clearly don't have manners. Quick question for that guy who flipped me like flipping the Prata from the table onto the frying pan, I am at least 200kg the last time I set foot on a weighing scale, how did that guy even manage to lift me up?
(A/N: Just a little something to spice things up.)
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