Chapter 902: 1O
"Extraordinary…" mused Chuck as he looked at righteous existence of the ring. Could it be his? Could it be yours? Nope.
It was a ring indeed. But it was not really anybody's. It was the story of truth, an amalgamation of all heartfelt desires crafted by the waning pressures of society. It was a culinary awareness of the fruitful endeavours we all encounter in life.
Today was a blessed day.
Chris crashed through the window with a portal gun. He shot orange and blue in order to rejoin dimensions. "It's whole, Grandfather!" he cried with Chris exuberance.
"Extraordinary…" said Chuck again with thoughtful community in his brain cells. He was the biggest genius in all of Station Square.
Chris set his very dangerous abilities down and looked with hot gazes at his grampy. His sweaty nose was like a championship trophy.
"Chris, what do you posit?" asked the scientist oldie.
"What are you doing with that ring, Grandpa?" asked Chrissy boi.
"I will wear of it and regain my youth." Grandpa Chuck slipped the ring onto his fourth fingy. He was immediately met with a resurgence of immense power that enveloped his insides and outsides.
Chris fired lasers and screamed for his amazing butler.
Tanaka kicked the door down and fired plasma cannons at Chuck.
But it was too late…
Knuckles and Vader were working to destroy Arthur's evil. But then da ground shooked.
"Hark! What is this?" asked the red echidna of spiny ant-consumption.
Vader took out his CELL PHONE and googled the occurrence. He gasped with the Force in his mighty Dark Side throat. The Empire had really deadly throats at their disposal.
"Holy Fortuitous Cannoli!" cried Knuckles as he saw the news on Vader's CELLULAR DEVICE.
It was true. The ground shooked cuz I said so…
What I said was an even scarier thing. It was the truth about the location of a new breed of terror: The fifth ring…
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