Sleepy Boopy Time"Ah!" The masked man shrieked out, his laughter shortly following.Sleepy Boopy Time1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Russ died laughing as he sprayed fire at the boomer, failing horribly in the process.
The clock read 3:28 AM, the time glowing brightly on the computer screen.
For years they've done the same activity each Saturday night.
Late Night with Cry and Russ.
Cry had shown his face to the world about seven years back and now showed his webcam along with Russ.
He still wore the white poker faced masked just for effect.
Just to remember.
Three small shadows emitted from behind Cry, his fans noticing automatically.
"What the fuck?"
"Is it. . ."
"No it can be. . ."
The screen chat flooded with the similar questions, causing the brunette to frown confused.
"What are you all---?" He questioned before being cut off abruptly.
"Daddy. . . What are you doing?" One of the small figures questioned silently.
"Hold on Russ." He said into his microphone before turning towards the three small figures