Fanfic: Schreckensgeschöpfe der Nacht

Translation

shampoo, on whose bottles a small, black, ugly profile head is depicted, keeps the rest of the fructiers of this world in their laboratory and misuses them as test objects for bad ones Socks.We can only defeat them by joining forces and these pump guns, which I often use for baking cookies. "Crumbs of earth nodded resolutely to me, and while we rose into the morning-breathed air, I looked at the fading moon." Crumbs of earth, always remember: There is no spoon! "[/b]

That's it for the time being with our super-brilliant story. If there is a need, write on, if not, then not! Well, I'll give up hope, last time it didn't work either, but maybe. Mimü's genius helps a little and please think of the biscuit, I'm starving.

And never forgett: There is no spoon and I see death people.