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// Sparky, Grow Up! 
// Story: Sparky's Journey 
// by General Sparky 
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In the afternoon, Sparky rode Night Light for a joy ride. "Night Light, Can you believe it? I blasted holes on the floor of my bedroom using my atomic breath when I was sleeping." Sparky asked. "It never happened to you before?" Night Light asked. "Yeah, I never thought it would happen but it did. What do I do now, Night? I am scared of my own atomic breath." 
Night Light replied, "Just accept it. It took me a while before I got used to firing missiles from my wing, so you will get used to it someday."
"I do not want to get used to it. I want to get rid of it. It has caused more problems than solutions for me."
"You are what you are. I can't do anything to change it."
"What if I really am a monster? Everypony will be scared of me."
"So what? I kill other creatures with missiles and guns on my wings."
"Yeah, during wartime." Sparky replied, smirking.
"Okay, you got me. Besides, don't you want to grow taller?" Night Light replied, changing the subject.
"I don't want to talk about it." Sparky replied.
"What if you could grow taller and become less destructive, would you want it?"
"Yes! Anything to get rid of my atomic breath."
"You will be changing your mind very soon."
"Why do you say that?" Sparky asked Night Light.
The sound of tanks moving in the distance alarmed her. "Don't you dare."
"If you don't want to be a monster, then I will make you one. The only way for you to become taller and bigger is by making you a monster. I am doing this for your own good." Night Light said.
"Turn 180 now or else!" Sparky threatened. Night Light responded by pointing his fully loaded Machine Gun back at her.
Sparky gulped. Whatever happens next, determines everything next for her. She didn't want this, but there was no going back now.