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"The nerve of some people! Now I'm asymmetrical, I'm garbage! Kid started to cry like a little baby.
"If you keep calling yourself that that that's what you will become, so shut up! We can always take you to have your hair cut, you are starting to look like one of those pets that their fur/hair is covering their eyes and run into things."
"Thanks (y/n), I feel so much better now," Kids said sarcastically.
"Death The Kid, You are messing with the wrong weapon, You know you can be a spoiled brat? Because I always knew that!" I was so mad I walked away from Kid.
"(y/n) please don't leave, Ik my son can be a handful but his has been your only mister, and you have always been his only weapon."
"Ik, but when will you tell him?"
"I will tell him soon (y/n), I promise." Lord death put out his pinkey, "I will even pinkey promise if it will make you feel better."
"I want you to pinkey promise for the sake of your soul."
"I promise (y/n)"
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Death The Kids Old Weapon?
Fanfictionthis story is going to be different then the other Death the kid fanfictions