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-Asthenia-"Last night," Mordecai started, "He was crying... crying about how he screwed up our friendship, " the avian said to himself as he drove the cart through the park, getting to the fountain to clean it from the fallen leaves and other debris. That moment when he saw the small upset raccoon cry, something inside told him to go forth and make a bond with him, but his mind said no; he listened to his mind.-Asthenia- by Dalton709
He stopped the cart, looked around and stared ahead, the fountain all dirty looking. Leaves were on the ground around it and were in it, making the water turn a light green color. Mordecai got out of the cart and approached the fountain.
"Aw, sick!" He said as he reached down and picked up a bent empty water bottle. With the bottle held by two fingers, the avian pulled out a black plastic trash bag and put it in there. And now it was time to target the rest of the mess. The cold, green, murky water began to slowly drain, leaving nothing but trash inside the moist fountain. He reached down