 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Kale wasn’t much in the mood for revelry. He was a serious boy now with serious life problems—
Blowing things up??? Hold on. Wait a minute. What a gosh darn minute. Well, he wasn’t a robot. That word was way too inTeNSE and fUN to not catch his attention. Even if, when his brain finally caught up with her suggestion, she was just offering painting.
Still. That word had POWER. It shocked his insides up enough to make him forget about all the bad stuff. For, like, half a second.
“Yeah. Alright.” He didn’t bother wiping the remnants of paint from his face. “What do I gotta do??”
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