Killer's Son

Small Story Filler

I decided, since I landed a really harsh blow the other night. That I should make a fun, light hearted chapter to even out the emotional blow. And now, I take you back to when Jerry was two years old. Jeff has little tolerance for his babbles but he put up with it and now, he witnesses Jerry's first word. Since Jerry had no mother or father, he learned things rather slowly.

So let's see the reaction Jeff had.

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Jeff was ticking victims off his list when he noticed the small boy concentrating on a block. The killer had stolen it out a family home that he raided. It made him rather irritated that he had to rear this kid into a killer and it would be painstaking and time consuming...But he had hoped that on the day the moment came, it'd be worth all the time wasted.

"Kid. What're you doing"

The killer said bluntly and the baby just pointed and babbled, this was all the killer had heard since he took him those 5 days ago. Nothing but babbling and whining. 

"If you want somethin' then fuckin' say it"

Snapped the killer loudly, the child jumped and then started to cry again, growling, the killer slammed his fist into the wall and shrieked in pain. The tears ended and then laughs were heard from him.

"Yer a sadistic lil shit, ain't ya."

Jeff muttered as he rubbed his hand, Jerry began sniffling again and burst out in tears once more. This kid was demented, what did he want him to do?! Hurt himself!? Maybe he was a killer already.

The killer looked about and then sighed as he raised his hand and slammed it into the wall again, a screech came out of his mouth.

"Mother! FUCKER!"

Jeff shouted and this time , it seemed that Jerry was concentrating. He lifted his head up and then stared at Jeff.

"Mawh...Mawhtha..fuwkar...."

Jerry said as he looked at Jeff and then restated.

"Mawhthafuwkar"

Jeff could hardly believe his ears, the kid said his first word...his very first word. It filled him with a sense of joy in a sense as he urged him on.

"Again ! Kiddo!"

He said and the boy laughed loudly.

"MAWTHAFUWKAR"

He shouted out, but it seemed all of the shouting had tired him out and he rubbed his eyes. The one thing that Jeff did like about babies, was the more they played, the more tired they got. And when they were out, they were out for hours.

"Maybe this baby thing ain't so bad after all..heh.."

Jeff said as he picked the child up and walked with him to the room they shared, he could not afford a cradle, so he put him in the next best thing.

"There you go Jerry, in you little hut."

The child was put in a large dog cage with teddies and some chew toys, Jeff found it handy and he could go out and kill without the kid getting into any trouble while he was gone.

"It's a damn good thing, all parents should do it! Don't need a babysitter,  and the kid is entertained. Fuck, if I wasn't a killer, I could be a babysitter! HAHAH!"

He laughed as he walked away from the cage and back to the living room, leaving the child to sleep in the little bed.

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Hope this gave you a laugh.

XD

Imagine if your first word was,  Mawthafawkar XD

Damn, Jerry ya funny lil kid.