There once was this small Weedstorm who entered this strange new land called Pimd. At first the Weedstorm seemed lost and confused. The little WeedStorm joined many clubs examining how these strange creatures called humans interacted with one another, which confused the Weedstorm even more. So the Weedstorm continued to travel all over Pimd till one day they met this wonderful lady named Ahliedel who hired the Weedstorm and took them under there wing and helped the Weedstorm start to grow. After many months of the small little Weedstorm struggling in this great big world of Pimd to grow thy noticed they was getting a little bigger which made the weedstorm smile inside. After what seemed like many years the Weedstorm found themself in this strange club full of monsters and ghouls, the clubs name was believe it or not Monsters Inc. a somewhat small but interesting club where the Weedstorm did not feel so alone anymore. Yet they still felt a little small and could not seem to grow. Until one stormy day this dark figure road into the club on his black horse main fiery red. This stranger was TwestidShadow and he was here to change the WeedStorms life for ever they both at the time did not yet know how both of there lives would change for the better. Both the Weedstorm and TwestidShadow grew bored with this club and moved on to find a new home. They hunted near and far high and low looking for a place to call home. On several occasions they thought they had found a true place to call home. But alas they was wrong. The powers that be in these clubs downed the Weedstorm and tried to change who they was. Telling them there name was offensive and if they wanted to stay they must change who they are. This angered the TwestidShadow when how down and sad he saw it made the WeedStorm, so he told the powers to be where they could and what they could do when they got there and off on the road the Weedstorm and TwestidShadow was once again. Until after many months the 2 of them found themselves in a new home. This club is so wonderful and grand all the members treat the Weedstorm with respect and have yet to judge them. This club I speak of is none other then the wonderful and grand one and only Old Farts Home. And after a few weeks in this new home the WeedStorm decided this would bet there perm home. So with the help of the WeedStorms knight in shining black armor they started to grow bigger and bigger they have become making there owner the wonderful Ahliedel happier and happier. Well folks I'm sorry to say but this is the end of my story. So with a pip pip cheerio I say good bye and until next time To be continued