He slowly walked up his basement stairs, starring at the parts the whole way up. Laying in bed, thinking, he thought about how it felt. He wanted it to happen all the time. It was nothing like he felt before. He slowly fell off to sleep and the next thing he heard was his alarm clock. He got out of bed and went to work. He knew his grandfather wouldn't be there that day, so he had all the time he wanted. He arrived at work, as he heard the sheep, he thought what it was like if they were alive. He entered the building and picked up a sheep that called out to him. He took it to the back room, and set it on the table. He tied it down, but it still moved around. He didn't like that but still tried it anyway. He didn't like it, screaming at it, he grabbed the nail gun. He held it to its head and pulled the trigger with no hesitation. He then did the same as he did to the other and continued until work was over. He knew his grandfather would be back after hours to check on the sheep. He said to the dead body, "we're taking this business elsewhere".
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mike hanlon X sheep (a fanfiction)
FanfictionMike Hanlon a young boy was raised having to kill sheep. He never wanted to but he slowly fell in love with them and became a psychopath. This is satire.
