Hello, /r9k/, getting late again so I'm going to share with you a new Rosey mommy story I just finished.
>it is a snowy night somewhere between Thanksgiving and New Year's Eve, the time of the year where everything is right in a child's eyes
>Rosey mommy is playing Jedi Knight: Jedi Outcast on the computer while I sit on the floor next to her watching
>we laugh at how outrageous the deaths are when you have the realistic combat cheat on
>I ask if I can play, mommy says later
>I get up and walk down the hall to the living room, pick up a toy gun and start running around making shooting noises
>I am gunning down bad guys to save mommy
>jump up and down, off the couch and back, land like Spiderman when I jump off the couch
>pewpew pewpew
>get so caught up in playing that I don't hear Rosey mommy coming down the hall
>"Whathca doing sweetie?"
>i'm playing save mommy
>"Who are you saving mommy from?"
>the bad guys, mommy!
>she giggles, holding her arm behind her back
>"What if the bad guys are actually working for me?"
>I gasp
>"And you fell for my plot like a regular sucker."
>mommy pulls her hand out from behind her back, holding a toy light saber
>she whips it, sending a red blade flying out, while saying, "bzzzz"
>pewpew, I shoot my gun at mommy, but she twirls her lightsaber and deflects my shots, "bzz, bzz" she says
>I drop the gun and clamber to the couch, stick my hand underneath and pull out my light saber, whipping it open
>mine is blue, I swing at mommy
>mommy deflects
>we swing back and forth, blocking each others strikes for a while
>mommy sticks out her empty hand and says, "force push"
>I fall backwards and drop my lightsaber
>mommy hurries over, grabs it off the ground and holds hers and mine to my neck
>"Give up, jedi, or suffer the consequences"
>what are the consequences mommy?
>mommy starts pointing the lightsabers down towards my belly
>"Tickles!"
>mommy drops the lightsabers and kneels down to tickle my belly, I giggle
>In between laughter I tell mommy I'll get her next time since she is a Sith
>she hugs me and I hug back
>mommy loves me, and I love her
>and everything is okay
>>25187806
your backi come to r9k for this reason
>>25187827
Kek, I'm glad I amuse you anon, I remember you.
Thanks for reading.
>>25187933
i enjoy your work it's always interesting, keep writing
OH SHIT HE'S BACK
FOR ANYONE WHO DOESN'T KNOW:
>>25186607
I like the new story anon.
>>25187985
Thanks m8, and I'm glad to see someone is still posting that collage, makes me laugh every time.
Who the f*** do you think you are that you can just come in here and pull something like that what the f*** is wrong with you don't post any traps on my board ever again you dumb piece of s*** do you understand me I don't want to see any rose I don't want to see any type of like dandelions I don't want to see like daisies I don't want to see anything I don't see any flowers on the I don't want to see any traps I don't see any women I don't want to see anything of the sort I don't even want to see your post around here I really hope just posted and get more than 20 20 replies because I think it's more than that then I'm going to be kind of mad yeah that's it have a nice night Merry Christmas
>>25188070sorry, if this is reference to some other Rose thing I really don't get it, I'm not a big fan honestly. Just thought she had a good single widowed mother look.
Going to bump in the hopes of giving my stupid story some exposure.
I'm going to dump a few of my other stories just for fun.
Recommended music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xycvAXycSdY
>it's Friday
>mommy picks me up from school like every other day, but we're both excited because it's friday
>Fridays are mommy and I's favorite days because every friday we go to our favorite mexican restaurant
>we usually go home and watch a few cartoons like Codename Kids Next Door, or play the Sims 2 together for a while before we go eat
>the place is close enough that we can ride bike there, but it's winter so mommy drives us
>it's 5 PM or so, but in December the sun goes down so early that it's already dark by the time we're there
>the restaurant is a small, cozy, dark, family owned short order place
>you walk up to the counter and watch the cook make your food, telling him what you want as you go
>mommy and I always get big burritos and cherry coke
>the restaurant is decorated with multi-colored lights, and there's always a radio faintly playing slow salso/hispanic music, which to me sounds a lot like Christmas music
>it's a very comfy atmosphere, and we always sit by the window, usually just mommy and me in the restaurant
>>25188339
>we watch out the window, watch the snow, and talk about school, about movies, video games, I listen to mommy's stories from when she was younger, we joke around a lot
>mommy teaches me a bit about politics, how the government works, I even tell mommy about my first crush at school
>she gives me advice on how to win her over, but I tell her she's the only girl I need
>mommy laughs and tells me that when I grow up, I'll know the difference
>we eat our big burritos, mommy drinks lots of cherry coke and I always get up to get her refills since she got jalapenos in her burrito
>after dinner the cook takes our plates, but we sit there and drink soda and talk for a while after
>she tells me stories about Dad, and what a good guy he was
>i'm sorry you have to tell stories like this mommy, it must make you sad to think about
>"Don't think like that buddy, it's always better to be remembered than forgotten, right?"
>you're right mommy
>"Dad would be so proud of you sweetie"
>I smile, and tell mommy that Dad probably would be proud of what a good job mommy's done
>"I sure hope so hun", mommy smiles, "Let's go home and play Bioshock okay honey?"
>I nod excitedly, wanting to see where the game ends up next. It was the first video game I had played/seen mommy play that I felt had a story with substance
Recommended music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhzxQCTCI3E
>around Christmas time
>Rosey mommy and I just put up the tree, with all our favorite ornaments
>have our old radio playing our local Christmas station's music
>have batman ornaments
>oscar meyer weiner truck ornaments
>Robin ornament
>cute dogs my mommy got when she was young
>framed pictures of me, mommy and me, and of mommy and daddy when he was still alive
>she is teary eyed when hanging the last one, but I tell mommy it's okay, he is in a better place and he loves us while I hug her around the waist
>she ruffles my hair and tells me I'm right
>mommy has me helps wrap the multi-colored lights around the tree
>once it's all done, mommy plugs the lights into the outlet and turns off the living room lights
>it looks beautiful
>chestnuts roooooasting... on an open fireeee...
>nothing but good feelings for mommy and me
>it's getting kind of late, but it's Friday night so mommy let's me stay up and watch her play Bioshock 1
>she listens to all of the audio logs and explains what the more adult things meanlike what the egg is, and how Jack was made synthetically by Andrew Ryan and the dancer
>in Arcadia we both jump when the transporting magic splicer's shadow appears behind you when you look at the mask
>we enjoy each other's company and I end up resting my head in mommy's lap while she plays
>eventually I drift off, but wake up a little later when mommy gets scared by a Big Daddy turning the corner just as she swings her wrench, accidentally hitting him
>I giggle and laugh innocently, taking in the sight of the TV and the christmas lights lighting the room faintly
>mommy holds me tight, and tells me it's bed time
>i see the clock on the stove when she picks me up and carries me to my bedroom, it is 12:30 AM, too late for me to be up
>but mommy loves her video games, got caught up in them
>she lays me down in bed, tucks me in, and kisses me on the head
>don't go play without me mommy, I don't want to miss the story!
>"Of course I won't sweetie, we'll play again tomorrow night okay?"
>okay mommy!
>she hugs me and gives me one more kiss on the head, walks over to the door and shuts it gently
>I hear her footsteps as she walks to the living room and opens the fridge, probably to grab a drink and watch Adult Swim late at night
>I drift off knowing I'm safe and sound with mommy in the other room
>I dream that night of daddy being home and sitting around the tree with us, watching us play Bioshock too
>Rosey mommy works a lot to provide for us, not sure what she does but something at an office with computers
>she works so much that she gets tired a lot more than regular moms do
>during the day on weekends mommy likes to take naps in her big bed
>if I get bored, mommy is okay with me coming in and snuggling with her
>I like to snuggle with mommy because I feel safer that way
>also, mommy's room has dark sheets of paper taped up over the windows, so it's always dark
>lots of times mommy and I end up playing a game of spiders when I crawl into bed with her
>I open the door slowly and can hear mommy snoring lightly, I hate to bother her but I can't help it
>mommy?
>the snoring stops and mommy says, "Yeah, honey?"
>can I get in bed?
>"Of course sweetheart"
>I shuffle over and crawl into bed with mommy
>first thing I do is give mommy a hug, she's very warm since she's been under the covers for a while, but very soft
>the sheets and pillows smell like mommy, it makes me feel very safe
>I roll away from mommy and lie on the pillow next to her with my eyes closed
>>25188404
>I feel a tickle on my leg, and start giggling
>what was that mommy?
>"I don't know sweetie, what was what?"
>I feel another quick tickle on my arm, and then my belly, which makes me start giggling
>mommy there's something in the bed I say giggling
>mommy starts smiles and turns to me, "What is it sweetie?"
>i don't know mommy, it feels like this
>i poke mommy's tummy
>she laughs at i feel another tickle on the my side, then a few more that make me start rolling around laughing
>"Oh that, that's the spiders sweetie, you gotta catch them if you want them to stop!"
>I know that it's really just mommy tickling me, but she's really good at pretending it isn't her
>i keep feeling tickles and trying to catch mommy's hands, eventually I do while we're both laughing
>it was you mommy!
>"No it wasn't, I was trying to catch a spider that was on you!"
>we laugh together and I hug mommy
>bury my face in her neck and smell her, smells like mommy
>we both look up at the ceiling, mommy has her eyes closed
>on the wall just above mommy's bed is a taped of drawing of a bunny I made for mommy
>do you like my drawing mommy? I'm not a good drawer but I did it for you
>"I love it sweetie, makes mommy feel special"
>you are special, you're the best mommy ever!
>Mommy smiles and we hug one more time, and I fall asleep in her arms, safe
