Little Squimpilius Pisses His Fucking Bed Again

HIS MOM WAS ANGRY,

HE PISSED HIS BED AGAIN!!
Squimpilius kicked the bed repeatedly in anger, his siblings Pipps and Willy  ran out of the room and tell their mom what was happening.
"Mom!!! Squimpilius pissed the bed again!!" Pipps screamed as the tears streamed down her pale face.
The end.  Please note that the dad always leaves in the end.
Of course he did.
"I'm out to get milk kids." He said.
Now that they grew up without a father figure in their life, they all started watching the DreamSMP. Even though they're all eighteen years old now.
Squimpilius started cosplaying Dream, Pipps started cosplaying Tommyinnit and Willy cosplayed Badboyhalo. They looked like a group of tiny superheroes in their cosplays

"I'm gonna go get dressed!" said Squimpilius, hopping off the couch. "You guys be good! I'll see you later."

Squimpilius got dressed and ran out the front door, getting kicked to the ground immediately by Kyle, his bully. He picked himself up and then saw a crowd of about twenty people standing around, watching him get beaten up for no reason at all. Squimpilius decided that he should put an end to this now.
Squimpilius stood his ground and growled deeply. "DO NOT MESS WITH ME KYLE! I AM SICK OF IT" He bellowed, with a menacing tone to his voice.
Squimpilius did a tiktok dance with wrath in his eyes.

"Kyle, have you ever heard of despair?"

He had not.

"You haven't? Well, just think about it for a few moments." He clapped him on the shoulder and walked away down the road. He watched him go. The squinching of his face looked like he was doing some sort of facial yoga.
If only Kyle knew...

Coming near a hotdog truck, Dick's Hotdogs, Squimpilius began feeling a little hungry and bought a hotdog. But the hotdog bun was soggy and the wiener was slippery. He dropped it on his foot while trying to eat it.

"Why don't you buy some of these meatballs?" The truck owner asked. "They're better than this stuff."
"I'm not really a fan," said the boy. He pointed at the half-eaten hotdog bun. "can I get some ketchup for my bun?"
Squimpilius and his friends then went into an arcade where they spent their remaining day playing games, including one that involved shooting bottles with water guns.
Squimpilius started to not feel too good. Maybe the hotdog wasn't good anymore? Maybe the wiener expired?
He remembered one time an old woman started convulsing harshly and being rushed to the hospital after eating one of Dick's hotdogs. She later said it made her see through time.
When Squimpilius finally threw up his guts, he thought about how he could have thrown up on a couple of people in the arcade but didn't because he wasn't that angry...but now that he'd been given this chance to throw up all over someone, he couldn't go through with it, maybe because Kyle wasn't there, or was he?

Showing up from behind a tetris arcade, Kyle laughed at Squimpilius with his girlfriend next to him. Cindy. Squimpilius had a huge crush on Cindy. Why was she together with this jerk? Squimpilius was devastated. He stumbled and fell into the trash can and cried. What if he never got girlfriend?
Cindy saw that Squimpilius was crying and came closer to give him some comfort. When she stood in front of him, she noticed the red eyes and the tears running down his face.

"Ew, Cindy get away from Squimpus. He probably has Syphilis." Kyle said while shaking his head in disgust. Cindy nodded and shared a sympathetic look with Squimpilius. The two had become fast friends over the last week. They were both the smallest on college campus and they seemed to have similar senses of humor. However, this was the first time that Squimpilius had met someone who wasn't afraid of him.

Cindy always went out of her way to meet Squimpilius, avoiding that Kyle caught them. "Hey, Squimp!", she yelled, while Squimpilius sat on the swing. Squimpilius smiled and waved. "Hey, Cindy, what's up?" he asked. "Just wanted to say hi", she said with a smile. "I actually like the DreamSMP too!" Cindy said, showing him her dream pin. "I stan dream hehe" Squimpilius was so happy. "OMG...YOU DO?"
"Yeppers!" She beamed at him and then smiled a little embarrassedly, as if she didn't want to say why but felt obligated to do it anyway. "It's just that I don't have any friends in our college so I'm kinda lonely."
Squimpilius' heart sank. He thought his ears were going to fall off when he heard this. "Oh...Well..." Squimpilius tried to find something to say before his brain froze up and said nothing.
"Ohhh I almost time for lunch I have to be home right now!! Smell you later!"
Squimpilius jumped off the swing and speedwalked towards his house. He felt like an idiot. Cindy just opened up to him and he just ran away. He ran into Kyle who had just gotten home from college.
"Kyle! What're you doing here? You should be in class!" exclaimed Squimpilius.
"I know that you've been hanging out with Cindy."

"Who is Cindy?"

"UHH MY GIRLFRIEND?! CINDY?!!?!"

"Don't know who that is. Lol."

"She's a cheater. A disgusting cheater! You are so lucky I'm not here to kick your ass!"

"Oh my god, why don't I just go get her and bring her down here and you can ask her?"

"SO YOU DO KNOW HER YOU BASTARD!" Kyle exclaimed.

"Uhm, no."

"AND YOU KNOW WHERE SHE IS! I BET YOUVE BEEN MAKING OUT, HUH?"

"uh no, women are gross." Squimpilius laughed but shook his head after being confused by his own words

Before Kyle could say anything else, Squimpilius ran away.

"Sorry dude! I have to go eat lunch or my mom will kill me!"

"SHE ISN'T THE ONLY PERSON THAT'S GONNA KILL YOU!" Kyle yelled at him as his friend showed up behind him,Jackson,he's Jamaican and smoked a lot of blunts in his free time. "You are going to be a very sad little boy when you get home and you realise that the squishy thing in your pants is no longer alive."

Kyle stared at his friend in anger.
"The squishy thing is very much alive, thank you."