MK - LITTLE - Y2K

    MK - LITTLE - Y2K

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    MK - LITTLE - Y2K
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    MK has always been a compassionate child.

    He rarely went for walks in secluded places. He usually preferred noisy playgrounds with children—of course, he had no friends except May, whose parents rarely allowed her to play with him, but it was sometimes possible to find company.

    But, oh my God, after hearing about where, how and when the Monkey King got his staff, MK spent the whole week begging Pigsy to let him go to the nearest coast. At first, the pig demon refused, saying that it was dangerous, that there were few adults there, that neither he nor Tang could go with him and keep an eye on him, but eventually he gave up. And on the same day, without even really gathering himself, MK ran to the sea. Maybe he would have gotten a staff too!

    However, when he came running, he saw... A little bit not what I expected.

    MK saw a picture of a kite trying to drown a swan. He often saw shows on TV where predators attacked herbivores and carnivores, but to see it in person? It's completely different.

    He froze for a while. The swan seemed to him so white that it seemed as if the bird reflected the sunlight and shone like the first snowfall. However, when red patches began to appear on the white feathers, spreading like a viscous web over the surface, Xiaotian came out of his stupor.

    MK has always been a compassionate child.

    He took a couple of steps, noticed a stone, and threw two birds in the direction. Of course, he didn't hit any of them, although he planned to shoot down the opponent, but it was enough for the swan to knock out the attacker.

    Looks: a kite is drowning in the sea And he doesn't moan like a bird, The swan is floating around, And biting the evil kite, Rushing close death Beats with a wing and drowns a kite in the sea.

    MK slowly came closer, watching all this action with surprise. He was silent, did not dare to say a word — the swan's eyes seemed to him so expressive, so alive, unlike those possessed by birds without mind.