A Short Story
for the mokoogent fandome
mokogent had always loved quiet Belguim with its disturbed, delicate crows. It was a place where he felt happy. Wit intelligent crows making the thinking easy,
Mokogent was a friendly, social person. Mokogent was a tea drinker with charming set of tea cups, . His friends saw him as a cooperative, ,most admirable person. Once, he had even completed 8 hours making a youow strream. That’s the sort of man he was.
Mokogent walked over to hi s desk and reflected on his grand surroundings. It was raining outside . The clouds danced like singing koalas.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Adam International. Adam was a ruthless lover with wine and gobletts.
mokogent gulped. He was not prepared for Adam.
As mokogent stepped outside and Adam came closer, he could see the victorious glint in adam;s eye. I have wine, lets party, said Adam
Adam gazed with the affection of 8936 hilarious moaning maggots. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want a phone number.”
mokogent looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the giant banana. “Mildred, you must think I was born yesterday,” he replied.
They looked at Adam with shocked feelings, like two dancing, charming cats skipping at a very special wedding,
mokogent regarded Adam’s Wine and cheese platter. “I feel the same way!” revealed mokogent with a delighted grin.
Adam looked active, Adams emotions blushing like a massive, melodic map.
Then Adam came inside for a nice glass of tea. we can have the wine later.