daddy sprouse

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"Y/N..." Daddy Sprouse cried. "Why must you do this to me?"

"Because," I replied, bending over him with a smork. "You hurt me. And I am going to hurt you back."

"NOOOOOO!" He cried. I have a nother creepy smork, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Daddy Sprouse."

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