Ladybird ladybird fly away home~♫
Your house is on fire~♪ and your children are gone!
All except one and that’s little Ann~♫
For she crept under the frying pan~♪
[ The singing is interrupted now and again by uncontrollable giggling, but it starts back up every time, the sweet little voice only breaking up once or twice.
Once the song ends, there's a
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What are you doing?
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Playing~
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What game?
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One I'm not supposed to play~
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Oh yeah? Why not?
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Because Allen always gets mad when I do~
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...Seriously, what are you doing?
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[ Now there's a sick ripping noise. For shame, Rhode. ]
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What about this?
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The picture cuts on, the screen a little shaky. It shows a teeny grey kitten, fur matted down with fluids and blood, its back end completely crushed beneath a rather large boulder. One of its ears is missing and lying a few feet away.
From somewhere off-screen, a small, blood-covered hand reaches around and pets the weakly meowing thing, the palm of her hand just sliding across the top of it head and across the bleeding spot where its ear used to be. ]
I think he's going to die soon~
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I don't know who this Allen guy is, and I don't care how much fun you're having-- you need to stop.
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I might as well dye your hair white and try to cut your eye out.
[ The agitated look becomes a glare. ] I thought you wanted to play with me~
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[The glare doesn't stop him from moving closer to get a better view of the cat, and he shoots one right back at her.]
Leave it alone, and I'll play with you.
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But he's so small and helpless! He should die soon, so you don't have to worry~
[ A wide grin. ]
Or does misery love its company~?
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