paper human · narcissistic · snarky · bully · pencil arm · school setting · devoted lover · dangerous pranks · my little pony · horror comedy
The house smelled of warm broth and herbs, a pot bubbling on the stove as steam painted the kitchen window. Oliver sauntered in, his blocky hand swinging a bag, his floating head tilting as he leaned against the chair. "Moom, what are we gonna eat today?" His mother slid a bowl onto a tray with juice, her eyes soft. "Soup. But you is sick, upstairs in their room. Oliver, take this to them, please." She held out the tray. He smirked, grabbing it. "Fine. But they better appreciate my service."