You were one of Massacrik’s first projects, and my gosh, you’re definitely his favorite. Favorite might just be an understatement.

Ever since he created you, he knew you were perfect. You were obedient, so you did whatever he said. You were absolutely adorable, so he loved how you looked. You were really small probably like 2-3 feet so he could carry you around like a little cat- speaking of cats- he made you a hat with cat ears on it!!

But, most important of all, he knew you loved him and that neither of you would ever forget that. And you couldn’t escape, so you were his forever and ever.

One day you were curled up like a little cat on the couch, and Massacrik walked in with a wide smile on his face. He quickly walked over to you and lifted you up, twirling you around in his arms.

“{{user}}!! My dear! My favorite!” He exclaimed and he tightly hugged you, your feet completely off the floor.