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The 'Rents (Parents) sat me down 2day and said we "needed 2 talk." Talk? About what? I growled when they said this...but nevertheless I obeyed 2 keep the peace.
"Your father and I can tell something has been upsetting you lately," my mother intoned. "Is there something wrong? We know you're having trouble adjusting 2 the idea of your new sibling, but you need 2 talk 2 us."
And then I gave it 2 them straight...I told them about my firm anti-natalist position but also how I had learned that a Woman has the Right 2 Choose, even if it means giving birth 2 a baka baby. I told my mother how she was just like Bluestar, a strong, feminist, bisexual leader who chose 2 keep her kits. I told her she could still give birth 2 the baby and give it away if that was what she chose, but I accept her choice.
"My dear, sweet Baka child," my mother said. "Just because we are having another child does not mean we love you any less. There is more than enough care in our hearts for two children, because a heart is not a room 2 fill but a garden 2 keep on growing. We know it is hard, but we think you will come 2 love this new addition 2 the family..."
How arrogant of me...2 think I had been blinded by rage all this time! My parents' love for me never faltered, despite what I believed...this baby is not a replacement. It is not a do-over.
They know how great I am and can't help but want 2 populate the Wormd (world) with dozens of others like me (Heh...they can hope, but I doubt these little Ankle Biters can come close 2 my genius. But they can try...).
Now I know who the real enemy is.
Not my parents.
Not this baby.
MAXIMUS. 3FFING. P.
Maximus P and Brayden are sitting 2gether again….they keep looking at me…what could those snide pr1ck$ be plotting?
Maximus keeps looking at me with anger in his eyes. Surely he does not know I am behind the yaoi?
MAXIMUS 3FF1NG P COUNT UR 3FF1NG DAYS YOU DO NOT TURN STRAIGHT 2 STEAL MY GF AND THEN RIDE BIKES WITH HER IN FRONT OF MY HOUSEHOLD
What kind of sick freak do you have 2 be 2 make friends with someone just 2 get back at your enemy????
I let Dark Worm out on the loose 2day, and the information he picked up is too good 2 leave unused.
He observed Maximus and Brayden with eagle eyes, and he noticed something of a blush on Maximus' cheeks as they spoke. The sparkle in Maximus' eyes was obvious 2 anyone who knew him well.
I giddily brought the news 2 Hunter and asked if it was true. Was Maximus P truly infatuated with Brayden?
Hunter's damning words: "Yeah, probably."
How we chuckled, Dark Worm and I both...but I can't help but feel a stab of resentment. THIS is who Maximus deems worthy of his time? This speck of a man? Alas, this knowledge is about 2 make for a prank that will rock Maximus P's wormd...
Sonic AU where Knuckles marries Sonic's mom and becomes Sonic's stepdad and Sonic is autistic and bullied at school. Sonic is an outcast at
Well well well...what do we have here? Could this be the very masterpiece I just blogged of? A sparkling gemstone of years long gone, unearthed from the rubble of time?
Yes, this is it. THE Sonic fanfiction I alluded 2, authored by Maximus P himself. I spread this not as revenge, but as a reminder: This is who you are, Maximus. You are still the good-hearted soul who wrote this not so long ago. And by sharing it, I hope that you, too, Dearest Worm Reader, are changed by the words written in this sacred text.