Carry. poor, poor, Carry.

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*i know it's short, sorry!

Jett POV

once 'blue girl' left, I snuck into her bedroom where the baby was. 

"hey there," I whispered, picking up the bag of flesh. I walked back over to the window where I got in from. "I'm sorry..." I said jumping down, hitting the ground landing perfectly. 

~~time skip to the castle~~

I walked down the long hall with the baby still in my arms. I made way over to the throne room, where mother-Reaper sat. "oh goody! you brought you her!" she said, clapping her hands. "what's going to happen to her...?" I asked looking down at the baby. "she'll die." mother-Reaper said bluntly. I looked up, shocked. "w-what?!" I asked, backing away. "kidding! she'll be out hostage!" mother-Reaper said giggling. 

"ok. shall I take her to her room?" 

"yes, yes," 

and with that, i took off. 

~~~~~

Me: *hides a knife under bed* ok, I should be safe. *says quickly* so.... I might kill off Carry!

Staffie: WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN WITH MY BABY GIRL?!

Tay: babe, calm down.

Me: *grabs knife* I'm gonna die!

Staffie: PLEASE NOOO *starts crying*

Me: bye bye guys!

Jett: I feel awful!

Staffie: you... *glares*

Jett: *shakes in fear* *runs away*

Staffie: *run after him* DDDDIIIIEEEE

Me: VOTE, COMMENT, ADD AND FOLLOW!!!


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