Crybaby

Chapter Four: Sippy Cup

Melena's P.O.V. cont.
"Pumpkin, I have a surprise for you!", My Dad yelled from the kitchen.

"What could be better than Alphabet Boy? He's the best doll in the world, well, other than Crybaby of course.", I thought to myself.

"Ok, Dad.", I answered my Dad.

"Well, earlier today during my lunch break I went to the Chinese restaurant close to my work." My Dad said.

"You mean Chi-Food?", I added.

"Yeah, and I asked for fortune cookies, because I know you love them.", My Dad continued.

"Oh, so that's the surprise, I thought it was going to be me getting a Rose Gold 64G iPhone 6s, or a Golden Retriever puppy." I told him.

"Well, at least it's something.", I thought.

"No, pumpkin, you're going to be getting that f-.", My Dad chuckled.

Dad's P.O.V.
"Why did I say that, it was supposed to be a surprised.", I mumbled.

Melena's P.O.V.
"I'm so excited!", I squealed in excitement.

"But when will I get it Christmas or my birthday? And what will I get? I guess it'll be a surprise!", I thought.

"Uhh, well here are the fortune cookies." Dad told me while handing me the cookies.

"Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup.", I read to myself.

"Wait what is that supposed to mean?", I asked Dad while showing him the fortune.

"Hmm, I don't really know...", My Dad answered back.

"Well I might as well look it up since I have nothing else to do.", I thought.

I ran upstairs to my desk in my room and then searched up the meaning.

"WOAH, I need to cover my eyes!", I said whilst looking at the images.

"Ok..., I said in confusion, let's just forget that never happened, I said while walking in circles.

Crybaby's P.O.V
"She's finally gone!", Mommy said while rolling her eyes.

"What's that smell?", I said while sniffing the unpleasant odor and running upstairs.

"Oh, it's Charlie, what's he doing this time?", I said peeking through his bedroom door.

"Charlie what are you doing?!", I asked him while opening his bedroom door.

"I'm doing nothing, and why are you in my room? GET OUT!" Charlie yelled while closing his door.

"I'm going to tell Mommy!", I responded back.

"Mommy, Charlie's smoking a plant!", I hollered.

"Do you mean cannabis? I don't care, he could rot in his room, as long as I care!", Mommy answered drowsily.

"If Mommy doesn't care I shouldn't care either...", I thought.

"But she also didn't care when, I was suffocating last week...", I also thought.

"Besides, we're dolls what could go wrong?", I said.

J.O.T.D
Q: What did the DNA say to the other DNA?

A: Do these genes make my butt look fat?

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