A/N: This s a little shabiki fic my elder sister wrote when she was 11 years old. I found it again and decided to change it a little and post it here. It's a bit of USRU so yeah. Enjoy! ^ _ ^
There stood a boy who was very hungry. He went to the nearby kufunga chakula restaurant and ordered all the hamburgers available. Munch. Munch. Munch. The meza, jedwali was now empty but he still wants to have more! Resulting to low methods, the boy ate the table. Munch. Munch. Munch. It was gone. The boy stared into the empty space as people stared at him. The boy was still very, very hungry. What should he do? He was...
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