Little Toy Guns Lyrics Novels & Stories

Upon seeing Persephone, one of them explained, "There's been a group of boys around here lately, running around and carrying guns. They're really annoying!" "Guns?" Persephone was startled. "Miss, don't worry. They're not real guns," the bodyguard reassured her. "Just those water and airsoft guns that kids like to play with. Water guns are fine, but airsoft guns can be a bit troublesome. Those toy bullets pack quite a punch and can even shatter glass! "These boys have been causing mischief around this area. I'm afraid it might disturb Seamus' rest, so I asked Granny Catherine to shoo them away."

“Do you want me to stick my toy down your throat, huh?” She glanced at him, then at the gun. “N…no,” she quietly responded. “You scared shit, huh?” “That came from your butt,” she thought to herself. “That’s disgusting.” The guard glanced at the still-wailing kids behind her. He inhaled sharply and twisted his neck. “I said shut the fuck up!” He pointed his gun to the ceiling and pulled the trigger. The kids momentarily halted their crying as their hearts seemed to have stopped breathing from the shock. However, after a split second, they resumed their bawling choral singing.

One after another. No hesitation. No miss. All ten targets—gone in a single perfect streak and without even flinching, she lifted the toy gun to her mouth and blew on it like there was smoke curling from the barrel, then rested it on her shoulder with a casual pose. Lora’s eyes widened. Verya’s smirk deepened as she started clapping slowly. And me? I slapped a hand over my mouth in disbelief. “You did it…” I whispered. Theila turned to me, gave a small nod, and placed the toy gun back on the table, and the next second…

They were wearing various human weapons from high tec guns, bows, arrows, swords, daggers, and even bombs that contain a special type of liquid enough to rule us out. I glanced beside me, seeing that Kai was shaking his head, giving me a signal. He didn’t have to utter a word, I know exactly what he was meaning to. Don’t let them win. Don’t let their mockings get to me so I need to shut my mouth off. A girl with a lollipop grabbed her gun and pointed at me, “Shall we start then?” I would feel threatened by the gun, scared for my life, but I know they wouldn’t kill me unless they could obtain information from me. Ah, I guess it’s torture time.

“My good girl… my perfect little toy… you’re never leaving me again.never again” As the villa lights grew closer, I realized the horrible truth: I had chosen my cage. And the monster holding me felt like sweet home

I gat toys 🎵 🎵 If Abel pops at you🎵 🎵 You pray for Hades not to welcome you 🎵 . . . To be continued ©2021

I really like playing with my toys. “You won't kill me now right?” Relief appeared slowly in the old man's eyes. What a clueless man he is. A dry laughter echoed inside the dimly lit room, it was coming from my parted lips. Only the moonlight from the window served as the light in the room. The old man cannot possibly see my features clearly. I tossed a spare gun towards the bed beside the old man. “Use the gun and shoot yourself. Let's see if the boss is good at taking orders. This is what you do right? Giving out orders and shits to your druggies,” My crimson red lips stretched into a devilish smile.

The little boy shakes his head as he stares at the gun with interest. "They go to a very nice place. There, there's lots of ice cream, lots of cakes, lots and lots of lollipop, and many toys." The little boy's eyes widen as he moves his eyeballs to stare at Lexis. "Really?" He asks. Lexis nods, "Of course." The little boy stare at the gun again before looking back at Lexis. "Lots of lollipop and toys?" Lexis nods, "Yes. So do you want me to send you there?"

He spoke for a while and finished his call. As he turned to go back to his booth, he was hit by something, he looked at it and bent down to pick it up, it was a bullet dart of a toy gun, still squatting, he looked in front to find a cute little girl standing at a distance with a gun in her hand, she was the cutest kid that he had ever seen, one eye shut as she was ready to shoot again. “ Hans upph, Haans Uph,” she said with some energy in her baby language, Tazz put both his hands up “ but why do you want to shoot me, I am a good uncle,”

Darling everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on... Hold on to this lullaby... Even when the music's gone, gone... Just close your eyes... The sun is going down... You'll be alright... No one can hurt you now... Come morning light... You and I'll be safe and sound... Ooohhhhhh... Ooooohhhhh... Aaaaaahhhhh... Aaaahhhhhh... Ooohhhhhhh... Ooohhhhhh... Aaaaaahhhhh... Aaaahhhhhh...