He hurried over to Pete's house and threw open the door to find him testing out a new torture roulette game. Pete was a mob, and so was he. He had to be his dad.
"Are you my dad?" he asked. The slime looked up with his big black eyes and shook his head as he jumped on the pressure plate and shot himself with a fire arrow. "Dad?!?"
He watched Pete burn to death, then he respawned behind Preston with a loud pop.
"No, Preston. I'm not your dad."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive. You aren't green. Or slimey. I can't be your dad."
"But my bagels are moist and-"
"No."
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Are You My Dad? - A Picture Book from Hell
FanfictionWill Preston the lava mob be able to find his dad? Follow him on his exciting, crack-filled journey in this pitifully constructed picture book. Based very loosely on the book "Are You My Mother?" by P. D. Eastman.
