One time when it was the past, there was somebody named Poo-ka-honatas. Poo-ka had found a handsome man that she liked but somebody shooted her dead. He knew that was an Indian. Then there started a battle with the other side from the present and the other side from the past. Just kidding, just from the past. And then, they got married.
No. She didn't get dead. Her father died. She got married. And he had blonde hair and he he had your color mom, What color are you? Blonde?
Then they lived happily ever after. Then they died in the present.
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