Melonn

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/3 years later\

Granny tastes funny
My dear melon is hungry so it'll have to do, I wonder where she keeps all the drug- I mean healthy soups.
Little melon gets uglier by the day, I mean only 3 years ago he was a bright little fellow, nice, plump and juicy, but now he's moldy with saggy skin.
"Oh little melon, why do you have to be so moldy, I bathe you every day and I feed you good food so why do you need be so ugly?" I asked my once cute little son.
"Ah I see, okay, sure" I reply scratching my chin thoughtfully.
I carried my son down to the basement to look at all the fun equipment granny had.
I accidently dropped melon and he started to roll.
"you see me rolling, you hatinnn" I belt out like blummin Justin beiber, I don't even know if those are the right lyrics, I haven't heared music for 3 years. Little melon just kept on rolling.
He rolled right into a nice and snug hole.
"Hmm, I wonder what does this button do?" I pressed it and watched melons life flash before my eyes, reacting quickly I stuck my hand out to block the blade from slicing into my sons saggy flesh, resulting in a loss of fingers for me, at least my little melon is okay.
" Oh golly gosh, how silly of me, I got blood all over you little melon" I pulled melon out of the death hole and rushed him to the bathroom.
I dunked him into the filled bath, it's been filled for 3 years as granny does not pay for her water bill so we just use the same water every time.
"Rub rub, scrub, rub rub, scrubbb" I sung to my precious little angel.
Oh how good life is.
I have my son, and that's all I came here for, I wish I could leave but I cannot find the key.
Little melon is very dumb but his cute looks make up for it.
"you know little melon, you kind of look like a fre sh av aca do hohohoho" I laughed like santa on boxing day with all his milk and mince pies.
Suddenly the water started turning red, maybe little melon had his first period? But he's a boy so that shouldn't happen.
Oh yeah!
I lost my fingers downstairs and they are bleeding, silly me how did I forget that?
After drying little melon I hoisted his fat body in the air and carried him to the basement to collect my fingers.

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