I have a boyfriend, but I am not attracted to him. I like him, no doubt. He is fun, he is intelligent, he is cute, he is stable...
The Demiurge, the reverse personality of the creator, tried to take over the creator and destroy the Fablingverse to satisfy her need for destruction, but she was defeated by the writer, and cast into a world she cannot escape from. At first all hopes of escape was lost, then Fate, wanting revenge on the Writer, brings her the book of Fate, a tool that will help her bring the writer into her world and help her escape to destroy the Fablingverse
Oyinbo did not wait for him to speak. “Please I’ll tell you everything, those people, they wanted to kidnap the Baalẹ́’s daughter.” “This is new.” Ebuka smiled. “Please tell me more.”
Chukwuma spat out his right ear and began to throw up. “I will make your death so painful.” Ọ̀gbeni said menacingly, taking a threatening step towards Chukwuma. Just then the door flung open and a panicking Ebuka rushed in with his stick
“Idiot! There is no such thing as Father Christmas! That is a full grown man you have locked in there! God, mummy will kill me! Don’t tell her I told you to do anything! How many people know?” Ebuka rambled but Chukwuma had stopped listening since he broke the news to him that Father Christmas was not real.
“Make we just go, hin don fuck up, make we go.” Atutu had clearly had enough, they had been under the sun for the whole day and even now as the sun was setting they had only drank one sachet of water each.
Mama Oyinbo walked to the edge of the pavement to brush her teeth, as she brushed she noticed the two men sleeping, she went to kick them awake. “Atutu, Ọ̀gbeni , wetin happen, why you no sleep for house?” She asked.
“What is the North Pole’s number?” Chukwuma asked going through his phone Oyinbo stared in confusion.
“Make we wait for hin house, where he wan go hide?” Ọ̀gbeni said, and the two hoodlums strutted down to Oyinbo’s house to wait for him. They slept there that night, even till the next day when Mother Christmas got a call, but that Is getting ahead of the story.
Oyinbo was lost, he could not understand what was going on, why he was surrounded by the children and Turayo. ‘Oh my God! Have they found out my plan?’ he panicked.
“We found the real Father Christmas!” Chukwuma exclaimed.Some minutes later the boys returned to school to meet the girls who were also excited about their find. Malik whispered to them and handed Habibat a transparent water bottle filled with black liquid to give to Father Christmas.
“The one that they will bring to your school is the real Father Christmas.” Ebuka thought, “If the one they bring to your school is not then it is one of Father Christmas’s assistants, you can still kidnap that one.”
“How do I kidnap Father Christmas?” Chukuma asked dead serious. Ebuka knew he should end the play here, but he could not help messing with his little brother. He sat up, and his brother eagerly mimicked him.
"Not fair! You came last." Nonso whined. Nonso was the cute boy of the group, always acting cute, he was so cute that he could easily pass as a girl, and for some reason girls preferred him to the rest of them.