TUA Diary Fanfic

Entry 2

Hey, diary....

Nope just hey.

I do repeat though, if anyone else besides me is reading my fucking diary, I will chop off genitals.

Not to mention feed them to you with a grapefruit spoon. :)

Luther, you bitchass hoe.

Just kidding spaceboy, no I'm not.

You still a little bitch.

Diego has been looking for my diary lately. So I've been hiding all my shit and set a couple boobytraps.

Ha it looks fucking funny on paper. I just wasted five damn minutes laughing.

Other than that, let's talk about the day.

Wait I just did. Never fucking mind.

Training sucked ass today. I wasn't surprised.

Dad told Klaus to focus. The fact that he couldn't, was partly my fault.

Before I was all like,

"Let's wax our ass with chocolate pudding." He was in so much pain. I ended up making him do it.

He didn't think it would be that bad.

He was all like,

"Quit being a pussy and do it with me."

He had never waxed shit before so after he understood why I went,

"HELL NO YOU DO IT"

Five walked in laughing like,

"Where do you guys come up with this shit?" He tried to help me pull it off. We tried to go slow.

Honestly, shit just fucking pops out and I usually am like,

"YO WE SHOULD TRY THIS SHIT I JUST THOUGHT OF, or the literal idea out loud"

Making everyone turn and be like,

"You twisted."

Diego walked in, wanting to know where my stash of candy was. He instead got a glimpse of Klaus's ass getting waxed.

He came up to us and was like,

"Pussies." He ripped it off and I shoved a small towel in Klaus's mouth. Didn't do much to stop his screaming.

After was my training.

Dad wanted me to run a mile in 5 seconds.

It worked fine, Just left my feet on fire.

Literal fire.

One power I have is speed.

Dad told me use my mind control to make Diego do something.

He was my dummy today.

Diego gave me a death glare. He knew exactly what I was gonna do.

I made him slap his face twice, then punch his dick once.

He yelled out in pain.

He got his payback. I was the dummy for his training.

He cut my leg twice. Then when I was about to leave after Dad said it was okay to, he threw the knife it pinned me to the wall.

That Lil bitch.

Dad finally let us set foot outside. We usually only go out for missions.

We were finally able to get the hell out of of the house. Luther wanted to stay. That little shit.