"Zombie, I really think that it's not a good idea. Could you, I don't know, think about some different request...?"
Mia, now a fifteen-year-old girl, leaned down and spoke to a five-year-old boy wearing oversized armor pieces that made him look like a bipedal turtle.
"You were the one who said that as a present for my birthday you will help me out whenever I ask."
*squish*
The heavily armored boy shrugged his shoulders and made the suspicious bag he was carrying let out a suspicious sound.
"Should have made me a card or get me a bracelet like Luke instead of trying to show off as a senior."
The boy smirked and raised his right arm, proudly presenting a rather flimsy hand-made bracelet made with various pretty but otherwise completely worthless stones.
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