Franky and Mind Control
Once upon a time in a land far far away there lived a rat named Franky. You see, Franky has some unfortunate habits that seem to get anyone around him in loads of trouble. The biggest issue, nobody sees it but me. They look at him and think he’s so cute with his little pudgy legs and squishable cheeks. I know better though, he may only be 3, but I know his…Okay Okay, so it isn’t that far away, it’s down on the corner of Main and Broadway, and he isn’t technically a rat, he’s my little brother, but you get the picture. Oh, you should probably know, he’s just a baby? And I use “just a baby” in the absolute loosest sense of the word. He may be short and wobbly but he’s no baby. He’s a mastermind capable of amazing and evil atrocities. Nobody can escape his will. When they are around him everyone seems to bow to his greatness and succumb to his every command. Now I may only be 5, but I’ve been watching this kid for his whole life and he’s no angel. Within his first year he was a mind-controlling genius. One look into his eyes, and you’re a goner. Let me tell you how the story went, and you decide for yourself… About 4 years ago my Mom and Pop came in...
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