Tom the mametchi's adventure chapter 3 Ion's truth

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Mametchi 4ever

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Tom reached a creek and began to drink from it. Ion began to drink too. Suddenly, a shadow fell over the two orphans. Tom looked up. One was a hairy humongous :( with such a large black beard, the other was a scrwany, young and skinny :D . The :mimitchi: spoke. "I thought we were rid of him too!" Then the :eek: replied. "Yes... Now we shall finish him!!" They grabbed Ion and Ion began to try to bite of the :) 's hair and succeded. The man yelped when Ion had pulled his hair on his arm and lossened the grip on Ion's shirt. Tom attacked the :angry: who had a bottle of poison makeup. He threw the bottle over a fence. He tackled the :p once more. Then Ion gave the Kutchipatchi another nasty bite. The kutchipatchi yelped and retreated. The memetchi was scared too and ran after the kutchipatchi. Then she called again. "You will soon be dead, Ike!" Then her voice disappeared. Ion slumped down against a trunk. "Ike??" asked Tom. "I thought your name was Ion." Ion began to speak very slowly. "Ok.. I am not really an orphan, I just ran away.. My parents accidentally had me and they were planning to kill me when I was a adult cause then they could use my smart body parts for electronics. One night after dinner I was playing with a toy truck and overheard my dad and mom(The :D and the :) )

Talking about doing it soon. I was a young Kutchipatchi back then and was about to become a adult. Then when I did I run away with a backpack Mr. Turtle caught me and I was stuck in that school for a year. Then... You came. My name was Ike back when I lived in a house.." Ion stopped and looked out of breath. Tom had to drag him to a bush to go to bed in. The moonlight shined like a silver ball in the sky.

 

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