ok...so I am rewriting this,and I am making adjustments,so...you won't be a teen,you will be a kid,a young little 9 year old,okie.Now onto the Description. You are a nine year old,and you just got a tattletail,you always wanted one the first day you ever heard of the baby talking tattletail,you parents told you not to open it,but do you listen?? Nope,you expect a nine year old to listen,nope,but once you open it you figure out its really annoying and leads you to near death...

Little Y/N has no idea what they've gotten into. All that the little seven-year-old knows is that they're getting something special for Christmas, and they want to know what it is . Now. (A short Tattletail story.)

No More Mama! MamA HatEs YoU No More Mama! MamA HatES YoU No More Mama! MaMA HatES YoU No More Mama! MAMA HATES YOU

mama hates you

You were just a child, who couldn't wait to open your Christmas gifts. Unfortunately, that anxiety catches up to you. You open those presents, but the unexpected happens to you.

Holidays are here yet your parents are not quite present in your humble abode. Which leaves you to your home with a lot of boredom to murder- I mean, kill. This is all done because of one little trip to the basement. A companion that is on some occasions overly annoying. However, there is a threat to this: it's mother. Via collecting stuff for your collections, keeping your companion shut up and satisfied, shaking a flashlight and avoiding the mother at all costs, you survived. Or did you? Read more to find out!

I imagined, what if mama actually had maternal feelings towards a kid and didn't view them as another treat? This involves a TF sequence! Read with caution! {This is an old thing I made when I was younger, I would proceed with caution.} (Cover belongs to me unfortunately)