"NOOOO please Mr. Unicorn dont kill Mr. Fuzzles" I yelped. Mr. Fuzzles was my brand new hamster and Mr. Unicorn insisted on killing him. And so I ran to the kitchen grabbed the sharpest butter knife my mom left in the drawer. Minutes later me and Mr. Fuzzles were reunited and mom was busy cleaning Mr. Unicorns stab wounds.
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