I thought since Halloween is coming, why not do a Halloween book.
Requests are open to do any Classic Horror Movie Icon. I will do Michael Myers, Freddy, Jason, Chucky and Tiffany, etc. I will not do the newer ones.
A/N- This was requested by monicagarcica Also Paul Allen is alive.
How He Found/Meets You- Your birth mother didn't want you, because in her eyes you were a mistake. She wanted to get rid of you and she found the prefect place, Patrick Bateman's manison. She left you on his doorstep, rang the bell and ran away. You began to cry due to the cold, waking him up. "What is that sound?" He asked as he made his way downstairs. He opened the door and saw a baby, who was no more than a few months old lying on the cold cement step. "Oh you poor, poor little thing. Where are your parents?" He asked as he soothed you. "Let's get you inside, so I can get you all nice and warm." He cooed. He took you to the bathroom to give you a nice warm bath to warm you up. As he placed you in the tub, he noticed some bruises on you. You flinched as he tried to wash you. "Don't worry little one. I won't hurt you." He said in a gentle voice. After you were a little warmer, he got two of his old t-shirts out, one to wrap you in and other as a temporary diaper. "There you go. I know it's not much, but we'll go shopping in the morning. Now what am I going to name you?" He asked as he went through a lot of before he said "how about y/n?" You smiled as a bunch of baby babble came out. "(Chuckles) I guess you like your new name, huh y/n?" He cooed at you.
His First Night with You at Home- As you were getting settled into your new home, your tummy growled, which made you whimper. "Don't worry y/n. I'll get you some milk to fill your little tummy." He cooed. Since he didn't have any baby bottles, he had to improvise. He got a funnel with a tube attached to the bottom of it and got out a cup. He heated the milk in the cup, waited until the milk was just the right temp. for you to drink. "There you go, y/n." He cooed. Once your tummy was full and you were burped, you had a sleepy look in your e/c eyes. "I think it's time for bed." He said as he carried you upstairs to his bedroom. He made a small bed for you. "Here we go. Weee." He said as you giggled cutely at him. "And a super warm blanket for my special little girl/boy." He cooed as he tucked you in and kissed you goodnight. At first you were scared, but when your daddy kissed you, it felt nice. You yawned and began to close your e/c eyes. "Goodnight, y/n. Daddy loves you so much."
Who He Trusts to Babysit You- Your daddy didn't have many "trust-worthy" friends. The only friend he did trust was Paul Allen, since he knew him for a long time.
The Nurseries/Bedrooms They Make for You- Early the next morning, your daddy saw that you were still sound asleep on the bed. He smiled and quietly got out of the bed, recovered you and placed some pillows around you, so you wouldn't get hurt. He went downstairs and got ready for the day. He called off work today, so he could get a few things done in the apartment and the first thing on his was to make a nursery for you. He called Paul over to help him. "So Patrick. Why are we making a nursery?" Paul asked. "Because it's for my-." Your daddy was cut off by you crying. He came running to aid to aid you. "Shh... there, there y/n. Daddy's here and he has someone who wants to meet you." He cooed giving you to Paul. "What's her/his name?" "Y/n." "Hi y/n. I'm a friend of your daddy." He cooed. You fussed a little bit and Paul began to rub your e/c eyes. "Is my little girl/boy sleepy? Well then let's get you to bed, y/n." Your daddy said as he and Paul went to the nursery.
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