She saw it happen. She smiled. It was short and sweet.
The mother glared at the son with such intensity, she was certain that what resided inside that hamster was not a soul, but a demon.
And then Mother let the demons out.
Without any hesitation, she lunged towards her traitor son.
She tore him apart.
She ripped out his heart.
She clawed through his throat.
His fur was soaked.
In red.
His own blood.
The last thing he saw.
And then there were claws in his eyes.
And then it went black.
And then he was gone.
Poof.
Dead.
The next time she left these hamster, she never came back.
Or at least, not yet.
After all, she had seen three cases of hamster murder, and wasn't all too eager to come back.
And so she went away.
The hamsters saw her go.
And they all know, yes, they all know.
Mother is a scary hamster, indeed.
