mohawk's mini adventures-scorpio

mohawk was walking down the street. he looked into a shop-wow!asnowlauncher-with it's own snow in the loader! -i'll never afford it-. he thought. "hey!you!"there was a man in a hat in a corner. "could you have change for a pound?"no answer."pleeeeaaase?" he said. "ok, sorry,you just heard some bad news,right?" no answer. mohawk looked into the sky."yeah,i get that.." he looked back. "well,i-"the man was gone."really!some people are so rude."then he heard a voice "oh,really," he spun round. a tall man,a long,black coat-and a fedora pulled down over his face. "right,you-"mohawk pulled up his hat. "no,anyone but no one! a cyborg!" a robotic face stared back." a tape, in a case!" he kicked an empty can on the floor. "why are some robots worse than others?" the cyborg was standing. "still,no one doesn't like rain?" he shook up a big huge bottle of fizzy water. "really?you love rain?"he undid the cap. fooooooooooooooooosh!!!a fountain whizzed up.it drenched the cyborg. "system overload!system overload!"boooom! the cyborg exploded.