Mammoth: A New Friend
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphOnce upon another time, in the same whimsical world that had just begun to heal, Toxic Waste, Biohazard, Mush-Butt, and Prepper found their adventures taking them to the edge of a reviving forest, where the green was greener, and the air tasted like new beginnings.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphOne sunny morning, while exploring this vibrant part of their land, the four friends heard a sound unlike any they had heard before—a deep, trumpeting call that echoed through the trees. Curious and a little cautious, they followed the sound until they came upon a large, furry creature with big, kind eyes and enormous tusks. It was Mammoth! This was a creature that hadn’t been seen for hundreds or even thousands of years. It modeled a woolly coat and a heart just as big as his size.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraph“Hello!” Mammoth trumpeted warmly. “I’m Mammoth, who might you be?”
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphToxic Waste, always the first to greet a new face, shone brightly and said, “We’re the Friends of the Apocalypse, and we’re exploring the new world.”
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphMammoth’s trunk curled excitedly as he shared his story. “I’m not entirely sure what happened. I was with my family and friends eating buttercups in a field when things got very cold. Ice formed and covered everything until there was nowhere left to hide. Suddenly, I found myself waking from a long sleep as ice crystals melted from my coat in a strange, new heat. Then, here I was, in a completely different world.”
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraph“Wow, that sounds strange and scary. Are you okay?” Prepper asked, looking concerned for the creature.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraph“I have been lonely for quite some time. Would you mind if I joined your group? I could use some friends.”
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphThe four friends huddled and nodded enthusiastically. “Of course! Our world is your world,” chimed Mush-Butt with a giggle.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphSo off they went, the newly formed band of five, exploring the wonders of their recovering world. They found fields of flowers that tickled Mammoth’s toes, and he laughed a rumbling laugh that shook the petals loose.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphPrepper, ever so resourceful, fashioned a saddle atop Mammoth’s back so that he could get a better view of their surrounds and together they rode from place to place. Biohazard mapped their path, making sure they were safe, while Mush-Butt kept the air clean and clear.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphOne day, they stumbled upon a problem when they came to a river that had become too wide to cross. But with Mammoth’s help, they plucked large stones from the ground and made a path to the other side. Mammoth was more than just a friend; he was their bridge to new adventures.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphAs days turned into nights and back into days, the friends learned that with Mammoth by their side, they could do more than they had ever imagined. They built a new home for Mammoth, one where he could stomp and trumpet as loud as he wanted, and where his new friends could visit.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphAnd though their world had been touched by an apocalypse, it was now filled with friendship and laughter once more. Mammoth had not only found a new home but a family in the Friends of the Apocalypse.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphTogether, they proved that friendship can be as mighty as a mammoth and that every new friend makes the world a better place.
/wp:paragraph wp:paragraphThe End.
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