Qeya River devil trigger

it was on day eleven of having been un-wombed that sparrow aquilanera discovered the joys of being an instigator. 

he barreled into the party like the kool-aid man, bursting down walls of blindness with batting eyelashes and a sour expression. who turned on the damn lights?! he glanced around like a bobblehead, vision blurry but able to lock on to target number one. 

he kicked up the dirt like a bull, or at least he imagined he had, and then proceeded to wiggle himself with all the energy of an earthworm. mom, would you still love me if i was a worm? he let tiny jaws open to showcase these sick new teeth things that he had grown like a badass before proceeding to bite his sister's face as she attempted to devour their mother. 

he summoned up all the saliva he could to engulf her pretty face before expelling a horrid concoction of milk and acid reflux in the form of a burp directly into her nose. he released his grip to let out a bellow with all the dramatics of seagull laughter. 

ahhhh, what fun this was!