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 | A Key Quest StoryRyan looked inside the box he was holding and sighed. The Key Quest arcade had been undergoing renovations for what seemed like forever. The Green Kacheek bought this token for his younger brother just days before he found out about the closing. He had been holding on to it ever since.
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"A Key Quest Story" by neolikepets
Ryan looked inside the box he was holding and sighed. The Key Quest arcade had been undergoing renovations for what seemed like forever. The Green Kacheek bought this token for his younger brother just days before he found out about the closing. He had been holding on to it ever since. It was supposed to be a birthday present, but with the game closed, it wouldn't seem like a very useful one. Even though Ryan was a year older than Collin, they shared a birthday. A birthday which, Ryan noticed, was coming up soon. He knew he shouldn’t dwell on these things, but he couldn't help it. He put the box and token back in his backpack, and set out for the Toy Store. At the very least, he always knew what to get his brother from there.
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Collin was sitting on his porch, yawning impatiently. “Ryan was supposed to be back a long time ago.” At least, it seemed that way to him. Collin never was very good at keeping track of time. His friends all headed home for the day. “Wait a minute… Am I forgetting something?” Collin bolted to his room. “Man, I almost forgot to wrap the book I bought for Ryan!” The Yellow Kacheek tripped as he made his way into his room. His brother told him he shouldn’t let his room get so messy. Collin looked at what he tripped over. It was a box, beaten up from being tripped over so many times, but never opened. It was labeled “To Ryan.” “Wow, It’s been so long I forgot what was even in here. Just a quick peek.” Collin saw the familiar shape of a Key Quest token’s base. All the knocking around eventually caused it to flip over within its box. “Oh, that's why I never gave it to him.” Collin put the box on his dresser out of the way as he began to wrap the book for his brother.
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