jeff is ur daddy

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Y/N wont you come down for breakfast??? I made some of your favorite pancakes ((oh lucky! i wish my daddy did that >:( )) Jeff said. He was downstairs on the grill frying some pancakes made out of his victims blood. 

You come down wearing a fuzzy black bunny onesie with pink socks. Just right for daddy. You eat your delicious pancakes.

"Daddy, the new monster high movie came out can we watch it," you plead and groun, but jeff scoffed.

"Y/N, sweetie, thats too normal. you cant be like the other kids." 

"Ugh, your right daddy!" you say, grabbing another blood pancake.

"Now, now, you don't want to get fatblood is very fattning" Jeff taught, sitting on the couch watching a horror movie.

"Thats too scary!!!!!!" you yell, running upstairs. Daddy only watches horror movies when your asleep.

Jeff runs upstairs to comfort you. Its ok he says. Im sorry.


Im sorry. He didnt say that when he died


THANKS FOR READING!! that took like a week >:0

~cya~

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