backpack baby🎒

well- wait a minute, aren't you like 2 y/o

uhm... no... i'm 17. but i'm short...

fine play with them just don't put them in your private parts

what if i do? *the baby says as he picks up a doll and starts to put it in his diaper*

*you feel a sensation never felt before and it's sooo exciting so much that you can't handle it*

*the baby gets off your back and crawls up to your shoulder* your so cute! can i ask you a question?

sa sa le le

can i sit on your shoulder?

actually we're going to a strip club

a strip club? but im too young for that!

you just have to be a backbag

sis:YEA. like hes so bad i didn't think his cubbyness would make him so heavy when on my back and barly anything fits inside. and hes always demanding me to clean the backpack and give him gum and food and making me put him on

*he feels his heart shatter. he thought she loved him and cared about him. he thought he was special. he looks away and his lip starts to quiver*

*he continues to cry and he buries his face in his hands. his little shoulders shake as he sobs*

sis:aww it sad

*he doesnt respond and he keeps crying. his eyes are red and puffy and he looks so vulnerable*

sis ur gonna learn that backpack babies are the worst

*his lip quivers and he starts crying again* no im not! im the best backpack ever!

sis:don't say that bro that's mean

*you open the door. theres a cardboard box on the doorstep. the baby jumps out and lands on your back happily* hii! you bought me, right! im so happy i can be your backpack! lets go to school! o-or on camping!

no

wh-what? why not? im so cute! im the cutest backpack ever! *starts pouting and crosses his arms*

*i activate it*

*the baby starts screaming and the bomb explodes, killing the baby*