My Little Lullaby

"Daddy"

I was just "minding my own buisness" with my wife, when something unexpected happened. You know, she and I were doing our usual little fuck session, when she suddenly stopped cooperating. I reached up and slapped her,

but apparently she ducked low to avoid my hand. So, making it seem I was going to pet her head, I raised my hand higher, and lowered it. But instead of feeling her soft hair, I felt something warm, wet, and hard. I opened my eyes,

and I saw Angelina, but the only thing she had that I could see, was her amazing, lower body. She had somehow lost her head-literaly. I screamed and saw Emilia out of the corner of my eye. "You little bitch." Was all I could make come out of my mouth.

She held her hatchets up, preparing for battle. I had a small pocket knife hidden on me. I Swung at her, but she dodged. I wasn't expecting that since she had never been good with sports or agility. When she spoke next, is what freaked me out.

"How thoughtful of you to consider killing me. But you'll regret the decision you just made because you won't be living too much longer, daddy." That's when I guess I started to freak out.

Emilia (Lullaby)

I could tell by the look on his face that he had given up on trying the regular tactics. He ran into the kitchen, where I'm guessing he had a little weapon of his own hidden.

I stood and waited. He came back out, looking as cocky as ever, with an ax over his shoulder. He smirked, which reminded me of BEN Drowned because 1: BEN smirks all the time. And 2: He was ass naked. I laughed

makanicly, which caused him to wince once again. I threw my head back, letting my guard down. I heard footsteps running towards me, and I snapped my head back in time to see him coming at me, He gave me a very

large, deep, cut up my arm. Blood leaked from my skin, running down my arm and dropping onto the floor. Everything was silent. I could hear very clearly every drop that landed on the hard wood.

When he came at me again, I dodged and swung my hatchet. As it struck his side, it left a deep gash. I let go and let the hatchet and ran into the kitchen to grab my favorite weapon. Can you guess? Of course, I

Grabbed a large kitchen knife. He had been chasing after me, so when I turned around, he was right there, the ax to my stomach. I pretended to have no weapon and widened my eyes in mock horror. He smirked again,

making me smirk, causing him to frown in confusion. I smiled wide as I brought the knife up to his neck. His eyes widened and his mouth hung agape. I smiled even more as his bottom lip began to quiver. Silent tears stained his face.