You want to know why I was crying at recess? That jerk Teemo is why. He called me a puny homeless looser. He told me I had a face only my mother could love. Normally, I would have told him to lie in the ground and bake cupcakes (and if that sounded like a rather pleasant way to spend eternity, to consider this: those are cupcakes he would never get to eat) but today I just couldn't take it.
I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't believe me. Everyone knows you've got a crush on him. Not to mention he's the most popular kid in school. And for what? His charming personality? Ha! Don't get me started.
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Machinist (on hold)
FanfictionScrappy and resourceful as he is, Rumble is struggling on his own. Will the callous young Yordle learn to open up before he goes mad? Maybe not. Author's Note: This story is modeled after journal entries, so the parts are short. I hope you enjoy.
