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5 year old Sammy McSmith walked into Littlest Pet Shop with his pet mongoose. He was with his mother, Karen, who is a single parent.
"Why, hello there!" Mrs. Twombly said as Sammy walked in. "Are you thinking of putting your pet in our daycamp?"
"Yes. We are." Sammy's mom said. "He's a mongoose. We got him on our trip to India."
"That's a coincidence. There's a mongoose in the daycamp already. And's he's from India, too." Mrs. Twombly said.
"Really?" Mrs. McSmith said. "Well, I'm sure he'll have fun."
When the McSmiths left, Mrs. Twombly brought their pet's cage into the daycamp.
"Attention, sweeties!" she said to the pets. "We have a new camper with us today. Be gentle with him. He's very shy."
After she left, a green mongoose shyly came out.
"Hi, Hi, HIIIIIII!" Minka screeched. "You're new! "And you're soooooooo cute!"
"Minka, please!" Russell shouted to her. "We don't want to startle him."
"Hey," Pepper said. "He looks like Sunil."
"Except green." Penny said.
"He looks greener than me!" Vinnie said loudly.
"We'll keep you two alone." Zoe said as she and the pets besides Sunil backed up slowly.
When they left, Sunil tried to talk to the pet, but was instead was turning light pink.
Why did he have go talk to the new guy? Sunil thought. He wasn't trying to be mean, but why him out of everyone else?
"So," Sunil asked. "My name is Sunil Nevla. What's yours?"
The green mongoose whimpered a bit. "My name is Tyson McSmith." he answered without an Indian accent even though he was from India.
Sunil froze.
"He was from India." Sunil thought.
"Why didn't he have an accent? And why didn't he have an Indian name?"
"Well for starters," Sunil thought he heard his conscience answer his thoughts. "His family is American."
"I am so stupid." he thought.
"But, you are from India." Sunil said to Tyson. "Why don't you have an Indian accent?"
Tyson sighed. "I was actually from Hawaii." He said. "I was shipped to India because the people thought that's where mongooses really belong. But they don't. That's when I was in the shelter in India. A little American boy adopted me. And how I got my name, you ask? When we got back to his house, he was having Tyson chicken nuggets. I was so hungry, so I ate one. He laughed and he called me Tyson."
"Wow." Sunil said. "That's pretty amazing.
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Later, Tyson's owner, Sammy, picked him up.
"Bye, Sunil!" Tyson called. "I had fun with you!"
Sunil sighed happily. He thought Tyson was a good kid.
A real good kid.
A good Hawaiian mongoose.
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