Once upon a time, there was a prince and a princess. They loved each other, and made out every day. They were thinking about getting married. Their parents were THRILLED! So, they got married and had twins. These twins were mischievous. They loved breaking things, sneaking cookies before dinner, tricking their parents. You name it. The parents were frustrated! They wanted to get rid of the kids. So, the next day, they put them in a foster home. The twins were very sad. They cried the whole the whole way there. Unfortunately, the foster home was on Elm Street. The twins were scared. They got dropped off at 9pm. Their bedtime was 9:30. They had 30 minutes to find out a way to keep them awake. Time flew by. It was now 9:22. They had a few more minutes! They couldn't find anything. They were doomed! "What are we gonna do?!" said one. "I don't know!" said the other. It turned 9:30. They freaked out! "It's bedtiiiiiime, kids!" said the person they were now living with. "But what about... Freddie Kruger?" said one of the twins. "It's ok, kids, Freddie was killed by Jason Forhees. Now, go get your beauty rest." The twins went to sleep in peace. They lived the rest of their lives amazingly!
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