the tale of shadow blade

Shadow was mediating on top fo a litle pond in the forest, Dis cord watchin him crafuly. "So u see, hernassing the prowers of choas will lep u beat Chirst," he said, fling about lik a snak in the air. "But evan choas can hvae serentity."

In his minde, Shad medated deply, thinkin about his pest. He saw a lite floatin down to him and boobing his nose. He cuckled, lookin at the light, but then it went away and he was sed. Sudenly there was Chris, smelling at him with all her teth. She punched him in the fac, sending him fling lik a pegasis (even thouhg hes an alicron XD) and he hit the drem ground. He gut up, groneing but Cheistalis hit him again.

"Wahts rong, Shadew. Fihgt me! Or r u two week?" She gav him a kick in the as, makin him screem lik a babby. He fel on th ground again, his but in the air. He tride to stend, but he was stuk. "Hey let me goo!" Like a maen batch, Chris wakled up behind him and took uot a pineaple from behidn her wang. Shad straed in horror. "No... plesa NO!!!!" But it wsa two late. The pinapel went up his but and Christ laught as he screamd.

"Ahhhhh!" Shadwos eyes opened and he fel in the water, his magic nut holdin him after the freky drem.

"Shadew, r yu ok?" asked Dis Cord, slithring arond lik a ski snak. "Yeah, im good," sad Shed, getting out of the water on land.

"no, ur not good. Wats wrong?" asked Emre, her bobs swingin lik big bags of mom meat. "Well, I jus dont know how I can bet Chrislas now. She toke mi rock abliatys and alcorn magic. How can I win?"

"I thank i kno a way," said Dis Cord, talkin lik a old men (hes relly old. Hes got a bread and everythin!) "The almints of Harmoney defeeted her lest time, so we ned them. Alung wit the chos powers Ill give u."

"But the allmints are gune! How are we gonna win with no wepons?" asked Amber, lookin real sad. Shaduw smriked. "We mak them."

"Wha? How do we do thet?" Shedow wakled upo to the othres. "If Twilight (hate them vamprires, they roined the nam >:( ) can hav wepons lik that thru fiendship, then we cen, too."

"Thets well an god, but ther are thre of us and sex alemints." "Then we gotta fend 3 more pones to jion our teem," declade Shad, stending upo prowd lik a general of an amy. The other agred, Embre makin ot wit him. They set of, lokin for more pones to make elemants to beat Chris.