6th Wish || Dende || I Neen an Adult....

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[Dende was distraught. He had wandered around and tried to ask the people around him where he was, or if they could help him, only to be waved away each time. He searched everywhere he could for someone familiar to tell him what was happening. Of course things only got worse when it started to rain. Now he was lost AND wet, and to top everything off MOORI THE TRIBBLE WAS GONE.

Dende began sniveling... then crying... then he fell backward onto his rear and just began all-out sobbing.]