This is my first Nazi zombie story so sorry if it sucks enjoy!
Running through the wooden floors then hearing this thud on this small sized bed and landing on the blankets and pillow giggling from a little twelve year old boy and hearing more footsteps but the footstep's sounded a little heavy getting closer and closer as the little boy went under the blankets and making the pillow flat and putting his head on the pillow smiling at his uncle
Uncle Richthofen can jou tell me a bedtime story? Pleasing in his eyes smiling
Richthofen smiled the Maxis family son was like a son to him and only to him if anybody try to lay a finger hurt him or touch him he will torture theme like they never been tortured before even if it was his dad or his brother
He smiled grabbing a book he picked the little one's favorite book it's about zombie clause
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, except for a mouseThat's good to kill, well doneThe shotguns were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that Zombie Claus soon would be thereI love Zombie ClausWhile visions of murder danced in their heads 'kerchief, and I in my cap,Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clamor,I reached for my luger and pulled back the to the window I flew without haste,Tore open the shutters and began to lay blood on the breast of the new-fallen deadGave the luster of rubies all glistening and red,When, what to my wondering eyes should I see,But a miniature sleigh pulled by filthy monkeysAnd then, as I stood with my mouth all agapeI heard the moaning and gnawing of those damn dirty I drew back the trigger, all set for the kill,Down the chimney came Zombie Claus - ah, what a thrill!He was wearing the flesh he tore from St. Nick,And his clothes were all bloodyA bundle of limbs poked out from his sack,And he looked like a hobo, just having a eyes were glazed over, his nose was not there!His cheeks were half eaten, but he had not a care!The drool from his mouth spilled onto the floor,And the stench from his carcass, I simply adoredThat's just wrongThe stump of a leg he held tight in his teeth,And he wore some intestines on his head like a wreathHe had sores on his face and a distended belly,That shook when he moaned, like a bowlful of was deliciously gaunt, it made me giggle,And I laughed and I laughed, I wet myself a littleIt happensA wink of his eye as it "popped" from his head,Oh how I love, the sexy undead He spoke not a word, and went straight for my heart,As I leveled my 12 gauge, and blew him apart,On the floor lay his finger aside of his nose,On the tree, like ornaments, were his teeth and his toesAnd then in an instant, he sprang back to life, I threw down the gun, and reached for my up the chimney he went, as he gave me the finger,"Nein!" I shouted "you must stay, you must linger!"And I heard Zombie Claus moan, as he flew out of sight,"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-bite."
Richthofen closed the book he smiled at the young one asleep from his little story he covered the little one with a warm blanket just in case besides it was a little cold in Germany he gave the little one a kiss good night and he saw that he wanted to hug something so he could have Richthofen in his dreams protecting him he smiled when he gave Richthofen his hat the little one was hugging it smiling he was the same as Richthofen he was crazy he like to torture things he liked science and math like
Richthofen he closed the door of the little one's room and went to his room to go back to work getting an extra pair of his hat he wore it and began to work again for the Maxi's family and the little one was smiling in his sleep
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