It is now five years after Hans announced she was pregnant with Dave's child. Nixon was born and healthy and energetic child.
What? What am I supposed to do? (I'm only five, but that doesn't mean I don't know what I meant to do)
Oh ok, so hi I'm Nixan I guess. I'm apart of the Hans family, second in line. I am The Child of Light. My hobbies are frolicking in flowers, hanging out with friends, and being in charge of the torture chambers where I perform satanic rituals, so the poptarts die slow, painful deaths. I mean it's what I do. My jobs are also to burn down houses full of Tart families and to put baby Poptarts into blenders. It makes me happy to see their disgusting filling splatter all over the walls and hear the intolerable screams as the blades of the blender cuts through their skin. For my age I think I do well for myself being a part of this family and all. My so called "father", the original King was murdered by the terrible Poptart kingdom. Disregarding my age I still understand that my real daddy is probably the newer king or something, I mean who knows with Mama.
Speaking of Queen and King, I love my best friends Rosie and Ruscle almost to the point where I wanna marry them. Mama says that love is can be overrated and I should just stick to my significant other, Sir Nixers the blanket man. I always have to listen to Mama tho...
Mama is always right.
Love ya, The Child of Light.
