Kardashing away from this mess

Therapy

Kylie and Kendall started to make breakfast. They saw an egg commercial on TV and decided to make some scrambled eggs. Yummy! Kylie looked out the window and saw Scott going crazy. He was rolling in his dead lizards ashes! She started laughing at the sight of it. Kendall was curious, what was she laughing at?
"Whats outside?" Kendall asked.
"Trash in his natural habitat." Kylie said. She started bursting out laughing.
Kendall looked out the window.
"Thats Scott! Thats not funny you dirty rat. He needs help. I mean, look at the poor guy."
Kendall and Kylie looked back at the window. Scott made the lizards ashes into a pile and started kissing it. When the girls kept watching, he started to make his own ceremony for the lizard. Kylie hesitated. "Fine."
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At the therapy center, Kylie and Kendall sat down with Scott. Scott decided to bring a bag of his lizards ashes with him to stay safe. He got up from his chair and started eating all the cotton balls from the log - in desk. Silly Scott!
"Sit down you seal! Thats not candy." Kylie pointed at him like he was a giant gorilla dog. Scott sat down and started playing with his dead lizard ashes. Sooner or later, it popped and went all over the floor.
Kendall gently tapped Kylie and showed her what Scott did. Kylie said something.
"Scott! What did you just do?! You should pick these disgusting ashes up grain by grain before the therapist comes in to see this."
Scott was just about to run to the vending machine. He didnt want to look like the suspect.
Right when he got up, the therapist came into the room!
"Uhhh, I'll just take the Jenners inside...?"
They all got up and walked into the room. Kylie and Kendall were asked to stay in the waiting room. Scott sat down in the lounge chair in the therapists room. The therapist started asking him some questions.
"So, how are you?"
"I'm terrible."
"Why is that?"
"Because these darn girls burned down my shed. They killed my lizard." Scott said.
"How did they do that?"
"With fire. And matches."
"Okay, umm. How are you feeling?"
"Sad."
"Can you give me anything else?"
"No, but you can give me some cash."
"I'll let that one slide." The therapist was writing everything Scott said down.
"Is there anything you would like to talk about?"
"Yes. My best friends keep on dying."
"Can you tell me who they were?"
"Well, I already told you about one, which was Sparky. The lizard. And George, i put him in a fashion show. He was already dead then, but... his corpse. I have his corpse."
Scott then pulled his dead pet rats corpse out of his back pocket and put it in the therapists hand.
"W-what is this?" The therapist looked disturbed.
"My best buddy."
"This is a rat. A dead rat. It doesnt even have any eyes. Its tail is breaking off. I can see its spine. Why do you have this?"
"Because, I miss him. This is all i have left of him."
Well, besides the old poop pellets from George that were in his shed.
"But, my sisters - in - law burned them down with my shed."
"Man, this ones a nutcase." The therapist moaned under her breath.
"I heard that! Thats SO disrespectful. You're so fake, even Barbie doesnt compare with you. I dont think she would want to anyway. George was my best friend. He saved me through my hardest times. If you dont like what i do with him, then you need to-"
The therapist asked him to stop. She suggested some pills he should take so he can start acting a lot more normal again, that and to come back again.
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It was his 3rd time going to his therapist. He was taking daily pills, and starting today he was going to get rid of all his old best friends dead bodies. Hooray!
"One, two, three!" The therapist counted down for Scott to throw his old pet rat George into the dumpster behind the building. If they buried the rat, the therapist was worried Scott would dig it up and sleep with it. No thank you!
Scott got emotional. "He was such a good friend. I'm so sad to see him go into rat heaven. If he made it anyway."
The therapist patted his back. "You'll be okay."
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After 6 full months of treatment, Scott was just a normal guy. Living a normal life. He didnt worry about having animals as devoted best friends, or making his own sheds as full on homes. He got his own place, and his therapist even gave him his own cat. He even named it Gibson.
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But, another person from the Kardashian family sadly went the same route as Scott. Her name is Kim Kardashian. This is her story.