Stella and I woke up in a dark, cold room. The two men were gone, leaving only me, Stella, and the muffin. Stella begged to know what happened, and how he knew who I was, so I gave an explanation.
"Yeah, he fucked me in the back room of a Walmart, and I was pregnant with his kid until I threw it away in the bathroom," I explained casually.
She looked at me with bewilderment and shock in her eyes.
"IM OUTTA HERE!" She exclaims, before getting up and slamming the door. I try and go as well, but the muffin didn't let me.
"You're not going anywhere," he whispers in my ear. A shiver runs down my spine and I'm frozen in fear. If only my dads were here.., i think, hoping that one of the 4 of them would come and save me (Ben Platt and Eva Nobelezada recently joined the clan of my dads).
Suddenly, before I could even perceive what was happening, I heard the smooth lyrics of Waving Through a Window coming from the window. I look through, it can't be! Ben Platt?!
He kicks the window open, and comes in.
He punches the muffin, knocking him unconscious.
He picks up the muffin, and takes a fat bite out of him. The muffin dies. Ben Platt picks up my shocked figure and runs out the door. I go home and see my other dads. I cry in pain because the muffin had very contagious ligma, and the only cure was an f in the chat.
And that's that on that.
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