#Chapter46
How could I have fun if he wasn't there? Star was my bestest. It wasn't lots of fun if he was gone.
/"I want daddy and Jojo,/" I whined, hands squeezing so tightly that I squished my cheesy. Daddy tutted and pulled it out of my hand, flipping my bottle the right way up because it was drippy dripping onto the floor.
/"Tough tit, rat. We don't always get what we want./"
/"Jojo say I spoil so I always get what I want,/" I informed him. Jojo had said I whip daddy and cuz I whip daddy it means that he gives me whatever my little heart sires, or something like that. I told him that whipping Star was mean cuz he might cwy and that would make me cwy, too. Jojo said that he promised that I whipped him in a special way that wouldn't hurt him. So long as Star wasn't upset, I was okay.
/"Did he now,/" Star said, lifting his eyebrow like the cartoon man did. I tried to do it but I had to use my finger to make mine go super high like Star's did.