I’m A Black Widow Baby (IABWB) 🔪 Day 14

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Give me content, Mischief! ̿’̿’\̵͇̿̿\з=( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)=ε/̵͇̿̿/’̿̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿

What is this shit? Why is that toddler sobbing into a sandwich? This is not what I meant by content…

Mischief, you look like you’re gonna burst at any second! Let’s not get pregnant again, okay? Unless it’s by Vlad (͡ ͡° ͜ つ ͡͡°)

Why are you getting attacked by the bees? You’re supposed to be bonding with them not upsetting them, girl

🐝🐝 Buzz buzz, bitch.

It’s love day, huh? I guess we can give him something cheap. Let’s see…

Bonsai buds, perfect! And he actually liked it? Well then.

Darrel actually wants to go on a date?? Nobody panic! Mischief, don’t mess this –

– up …

(╯°□°)╯︵ ɟǝᴉɥɔsᴉW

Who the fuck asks someone on a date and then gets mad when they flirt, huh?

We ain’t got time for this.

We got a party to prepare for, so take you a nice nap under the sun while we wait for the date to end.

Huh, so the Butler does actually do shit. Ya learn something new every day.

Wait, what happened to the cute elder that was butlering for you?

Oh my Grim, did he die?

He’s still alive? Oh, so he just got tired of our shit, then.

I can see that (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

STOP WAKING YOUR MOM UP SHE NEEDS TO NAP FOR THE PARTY!

I swear, I’m going to murder this child. She will not stop waking Mischief up.

Reee 〆(・∀・＠)

Even after the party begins, she’s still trying to get everyone’s attention.

Just like her momma, an attention thot, tsk tsk.

Where is that damn butler?

Mischief, where are you going~?

YOU’RE IN LABOR?!

Remain calm, this ain’t your first rodeo! Remember the birthing classes –

Oh right, you never went to any.

Uhh, just breathe?

Let’s name her Raven to be edgy.

Tamati rushed to the baby’s side when she started crying. I mean, he didn’t give her what she needed – he’s pretty clueless, honestly, but we can prey upon this.

Yeah, girl, you let him know that a relationship with you is so amazing that you gain the ability to put your hand through satin curtains. Who can resist such an offer?