- | Well, I'd like to tell you....well, not much, I might use part of this for fan fiction.(H*R Related, of course!)
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- | One day, Homestar was walking sdown to Bub's conseesion stand, he was told it was moved by Strong Bad.He was reflecting upon his old friends.When, he saw a face that didn't look to unfamillier, infact, he saw it in the mirrior this morning.He ran after it, sure that he could beat him in a race, but he found he was hard to catch.Edventually, he got lost.Then he saw another friendly face, this one had a backwards cap.He ran after this one, too, he wondered why he never got tired.Edventually, he caught this one.It looked like a younger version of him.He gazed in awe, the Homestar did, too.The Homstar was a little shorter then him.It must've been a kid.He looked about ten.So, he finnally said something:
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