Recommended and a gift for my best friend
"Ho ho ho~" an evil chuckle erupted from the one they call Mo...his last name Lester. When the mothers see him on the street they scream in terror "CHILD MOLESTER" The only thing he can hope to wonder is why they call him child... and soon, he arrived back home, after all, it was his favorite part of the day. He excitedly opened and locked his door, closing the blinds as he walked to his basement
*POV: Mo Lester*
Oh my goodness, I feel as if I'm going to bust! I cant wait to see them after so long...my sweet children, my minors...!
*WOAH, pause. Why does Mo Lester keep his sweet children locked in the basement? Are they not his biological children that he should cherish and love like a good father? The answer is no. Why the heck would those innocent minors be treated properly? They were on the side of the curb where all FREE trash goes, for that is the rule of America. And besides, who can resist something so...small and fragile...and did I say FREE?*
Minors were kept in the basement like the good little objects they were, they were just a part of his collection, one far from completion by the way. There were only 23 minors in his collection at the moment, and it always thrills him to collect more! Don't ask what he likes to do with his things... his possessions. (LOL you get to see later anyways, but you can probably already guess)
A/N: Did I mention I like FREE things? Posted on FREAKY FRIDAY!!!! Getting frisky~
