Me: Everyone, like everyone?
Freddy: I think she means everyone.
Me: Even Jack's burnt eggs?
Freddy: Yikes, I forgot about how bad those are, but I'm assuming yes.
Me: TwT
Me: Why?!
Kreacher: Because Nabi_Subedar commands so.
Me: And I live to serve the viewers.
Me: *sighs*
Me: Just get it over with. I'll speed myself into the future. You'll have 3 hours.
Me: *jumps into breach*
Me: *comes back out*
Me: Okay, 3 hours over.
Leo: Okay. Oh, and where did you go?
Me: To me, your 3 hours have been 2 seconds because I jumped myself into the future.
Leo: You can do that?
Me: Yes I can do that you idiot. Now, food. How about you first?
Leo: I made brownies?
Me: *eyes light up literally*
Me: *eats brownie*
Me: No wonder you're such a good dad! Emma, try these!
Emma: *takes a brownie and bites*
Emma: This is so good!
Me: I know right? Leo can fucking bake! Bane, your turn.
Bane: I bought ice cream.
Me: Seriously?
Bane: Yup.
Me: That's not cooking.
Bane: Look like I give a shit?
Me: Whatever, ice cream is ice cream.
Me: *finishes whole tub in 2 minutes*
Smiley: I made cookies.
Me: Aw, they're so cute!
Smiley: *gasps*
Smiley: Host-chan likes cute things?
Me: Yeah?
Smiley: THIS IS AN IMPORTANT DISCOVERY!
Me: No it's not.
Smiley: Yeah it's not. Just wanted to be dramatic.
Me: Cute little clown cookie. Seem almost like a shame to eat them...
Me: *snaps photo with phone*
Me: Okay.
Me: *gobbles down a cookie*
Me: Sweet crunchiness. Yes. YES!
Emily: *takes a cookie*
Emily: Yeah, it does taste good.
Me: Y'ALL CAN COOK!
Jack: Here's mine.
Me: Except for Jack. He made burnt toast with burnt eggs with burnt bacon and burnt sausages.
Jack: I can't cook...
Me: *gulps*
Me: *swallows the meal*
Me: Actually, the burnt stuff tastes good. I think it's because he added so much salt.
Jack: Oh, really?
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Identity V On Crack (COMPLETED)
FanfictionAsk or dare any character from Identity V! See the dark sides of the characters! See them get tortured in more ways than one! Everything is organized by yours truly, the daughter of the Host and the temporary host of the manor. My father needed a lo...
