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Mother 3 Rewrite Ch. 17Chapter 17: New Pork City
"Welcome to New Pork City!" the limo said. Everyone got out of the limo and looked at the city in awe. "Holy cow it's huge!" Kumatora said. The city had tall buildings, shops, arcades, and a lot more! "Master Porky awaits all of you at Empire Porky. I suggest you have some fun before going to see him." With that, the limo driver took off. "Let's look around a bit," Nozomi suggested. Walking around, they soon saw familiar faces from Tazmily Town. "Fuel?!" Lucas asked surprised. His friend turned around and smiled. "Lucas!" Fuel ran up to him and hugged him. "Geeze, I haven't seen you in a long time!" Fuel said happily. Then he saw Claus. He became shocked, but he soon hugged him too. "Claus, is that really you?! I can't believe it! I thought I'd never get to see you again!" Claus chuckled and hugged him back. "It's good to see you again too!" Claus said. "Fuel, why is everyone from Tazmily here?" Lucas asked. "Porky moved everyone from town here. Though, I re
Mother 3 Rewrite Ch. 16Chapter 16: Ionia and Finality
"Kumatora!" Ionia cried out, hugging Kumatora to death. "How've you been sweetie?" Kumatora awkwardly hugged her back. "Hi Ionia. I've been doing good." Ionia looked at everyone. "Oh! I heard about all of you! You two lovely girls are Mikan and Nozomi, these adorable boys are Lucas and Claus, this handsome fellow is Duster, and this cute dog is Boney!" Ionia said. "How'd you hear about us?" Mikan asked. "Lydia came to visit and told me all about you!" it said happily. "So, you helped raise Kumatora when she was a baby?" Duster asked. "Yes. She was such a cutie! Now she's grown up into a beautiful flower!" Kumatora looked away embarrassed. Then she remembered about the pickles and said, "Hey Ionia, I brought some of your favorite pickles!" Ionia looked up at her excitedly. "Oooh, thank you sweetie! Is there anything I could do for you in return?" "Could you give us the waters of time?" "Sure! Let me--" The same strange music th
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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