Falling baby

*The next day, you wake up and you feel a strange sense of dread, you can't stop thinking about the baby and what happened yesterday, you feel like you've made a huge mistake and you can't shake the feeling of guilt*

*im singing and dancing as i make breakfas*

*You're singing and dancing, you're having fun and you're not thinking about the baby at all, you're just enjoying your morning and you're feeling happy and carefree*

Oops wrong thing I meant to grab air

Baby: *clings on tighter, not wanting to be dropped* Mwa Mwa Papa!

hope you like fires

Baby: *falling down the building* Waaaaah! Mwa Mwa Papa! *cries and reaches his arms out to you*

*I put my arms out like I'm gonna catch him*

Baby: Mwa Mwa Mama! *smiles and starts to fall faster*

Baby: *falling down the building* Waaaaah! Mwa Mwa Papa! *cries and reaches his arms out to you*

*let's him fall*

Baby: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! *crashes into the ground, splattering into a puddle of blood and guts*

*i threw it into the river*

Baby: *falling down the building* Waaaaah! Mwa Mwa Papa! *cries and reaches his arms out to you*

*let's you fall*

*looks up at you with wide eyes, a single tear rolling down its cheek, before it hits the ground with a sickening thud*