Don't piss me off. I write you into my storys and kill you.Oh, and I no own. nanananananana, somebodys gonna die~
I smiled big, gripping my gun tighter. I looked over at Ukrain, gripping my youngest daughter tigh and crying her eyes out. I then glanced to my right and saw my son grip his pipe wearing a similar smile to mine. Except less scary.
"Please, it was an accident! She was trying to kill me and I was defending myself! I didn't do anything!" man, this boy was an idiot. I focused my gaze on him and my smile widened.
"Of course, sweetie, I'll let you live, If you insist~" He sighed in relief. I geuss he didn't notice my overly sugare-coated voice. Don't worry, he wasn't gonna die~ Unless he can't handle a little-
BANG!-Pain. His scream ripped through the air, shrill and tortured. I laughed. Did you know that if one gets shot/stabbed in the guts, they still die, but it takes longer? Well now you do. He fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and screaming, begging me to show mercy. Oh how pretty the sight was. Blood slowly started surrounding our feet and staind my once white shoes. It was pretty. The red, crimson red, the best color there is. I nodded at my son, who was giving me a questioning glance. He walked up to the man and brought his pipe down
CRACK!I laughed again, listening to yet another earpiercing scream. The mans brows were knitted together in pain and he was sweating hard. He was to busy crying to scream again.I walked over to him and-
CRUNCH-crunched his foor under my once-white, oddly enough, steel-toed combat boots. His whimpering quickley became a, quieter, scream. Such a pretty sound, that scream of his. It's like shattering glass. I kneeled down and put my face in his.
"Oh, sweetie, I wil definitely let you live~," He gasped out something I guessed was "Mercy," And I laughed again. He was so cute covered in blood and pain. "Remember when my daughter first introduced us and you said 'Mothers are scary,'? Well, you were oooh, soooo, right. Especially this one," I told him in a hushed voice. I backed away and laughed, motioning towards Russia. "My son? Could you make him scream again? I don't wanna get my hands dirty." He smiled and and grabbed the still-intact arm.
SNAP!Ukrain smiled from were she was at. She got up and came towards her fiance. "Mother? I'm sure the devil has better torute down in hell," She told me. I pouted but nodded, stepping forward to get rid of my toy. I was surprised when she held me back, grinning like her brother. "Can I do it? I haven't been able to have any fun yet." I nodded and laughed. Oh, how my kids grow up so fast.
BASH!I smiled. Such a beautiful scream cut short. i scooped up a handful of the blood and drank it. "What, I like the mettalic taste!
Happy birthday to me~
Happy birthday to me~
Happy Birthday to the one who is about to murder somebody,
Happy Birthday to meee~
bangbanddead~!