sunmi, hyuna- my dear children (by pas

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I run with my kids as fast as my Bigfoot would allow me.

“Eomma, I'm scared!” Sunmi says.

Hyuna is weeping tears of facebook.

I sigh and pick them up.

“We've gotta get out of here, dead or reddit.”

I quickly turn the corner and take a deep breath.

“Here goes nothing.” I say.

I throw my children over the Highway bridge.

Sunmi and Hyuna scream in scarly fear.

I watch Baekhyun and Chanyeol fly out from under the bridge and pick them up.

“Take them to YG Oppars place, he wanted to see them before he died.”

I cry tears of passionately anger before I roll my non-existent sleeves up and run into oncoming traffic.

I'm hit by the bus and sent flying back in time.

I slam onto a hard surface.

It's...

Frenchy Morgan?

I grab her by those plastic objects on her chest and run out of the White House.

“What are doing?” She screams.

“We need to find the father of sunmi and hyuna.”

She nods her head in sadness heartbreaking.

“I am afraid he's gone.”

I stop an turn around.

Magnolia by TOO starts playing in the background.

Frenchy Morgan arises Po from the pool.

“Why did you leave-”

I'm cut off because I got hit by a car in present brine shrimp cocktail hour.

I'm sent flying back to the highway bridge.

I slam into Jinjin.

“Hey, Y/N!”

I kiss his upper set of teeth.

“I missed you too, but you gotta help me!”

I grab him by the hair and run.

“This is Jimin's kink, not mine!” He shouted in sketonbs.

I throw him into oncoming traffic.

“Y/N”-

He's hit by a Ferrari.

The Ferrari looks familiar.

Not caring about the Ferrari, I turn around and run.

“Is he gonna be sent back in time?” Jungledickedupbook asks me.

“No, I just wanted him to go to heaven earlier so MJ could see him, he wouldn't stop complaint against highschool and I was getting unbearable lightness.”

I run back home to find Sunmi and Hyuna.

“I'm sorry my babies, EOMMA failed you.”

“Whatever do you-”

Hyuna is cut off by Seulgi's death magic.

I watch my children died on my white Valentino bag.

“NOT MY WHITE VALENTINO BAG!” I shout.

Seulgi picks me up and slams me into her car.

“Where art thou to going on this nightfly night?” I ask.

“T.O.P Oppa has got a few words to say to you.”

I gasp and try to escape.

Seulgi breaks my neck.

I can't believe I have to see the guy who destroyed my sketonb and MySpace account.

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