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Waiting on an answer or a good guess, Bunbury turned back toward the cute, little...
...oh booger. He was a booger boy. "Where did come from, child?" she tried to be nice about it. "And do you need a... bib or something?" To wipe that finger on?
Willie stared at her with beady eyes, tears now starting to roll down his cheeks. Of course, behind that sad face lied an evil cackling one, plotting this woman's DOOOOM. But then again, he was just a child of twelve. Doom to him was... sitting on gum. Or something of that sorts.
"I--I--" Where did he come from? Hmmm. He better make it exotic... Like...
"I came from... errr... Thothe pathth! YEAH! I came from DAT right theeeerrre! And... and.. Well, I lotht me mum. I DID. I lotht me mum and... and.. and..." More tears rolled down. Willie could cry a fountain if he could, but he'll keep that for later. "I wanna go back to ME MUUUUUUUUMMM"
Despair and anguish caught the child's heart and he went onto his knees, clutching onto the woman's clothing. This was all acting of course, but the professor knew nothing of this.
"I WANT ME MUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMM."