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There was once a widow who had nothing but her beloved twin babies, Rosemary, and Ethan. The Widow loved her twins more than the Earth loved the Sun, and vowed to give them anything they desired, so as to make up for them growing up without a father. As soon as they started breastfeeding she began experimenting with what the children prefered to ingest: After herself eating sugary things, it seemed the babies would suckle her breasts more vigorously than after she ate salty, spicy, savory, or any other flavor. So the ever-caring, ever-loving mother started feeding herself nothing but sugary sweets. "Nothing but the best for my little angels! Yummy yummy, In the tummy!!" By the twins' first birthday, they were terribly malnourished. They had sinewy, frail arms, and bloated tummies. Their skin was the color and texture of a faded tan leather couch; Deep, dark, sunken in eyes left them In all respects looking like a miniature version of what you'd expect to be inside the wrappings of a mummy. Their mother's teeth had nearly all turned black with decay, aside from the few that went missing. When she smiled at her perfect little darlings, they would often cry and/or turn away, in which case she would respond with nurture and more sugar "Yummy, yummy, in the tummy!!" When the little ones teeth came in, they looked like small chips of peanut brittle. "Oooooh!" The mother exasperated. "Peanut brittle! More sweets for my little sweethearts! Yummy yummy, in the tummy!". She let them chew and gnaw on her nipples until they were so raw and swollen she could no longer secrete milk, forcing her to wait a few days to heal(at which time the babies cried so much that she was forced to give them regular milk with added sugar). Once her nipples healed, she pumped her breastmilk into bottles, and would add copious amounts of sugar. Now she didn't have to ingest the sugar herself to please her innocent little gems (which was good because she was in admittedly poor health, Unlike she would have even noticed). After about Eighteen months, Rosemary and Ethan were crying more often, so the widow fed them stronger doses of sugar in their milk, to keep her little treasures happy. She no longer slept, due to the consistency of their cries. She only wanted to please her perfect angels.. The twins no longer had teeth, just small black stumps lining their pink little gums like a row of raisins shoved into some silly putty. She had been trying to teach them how to say "mummy" or "mum" since the day they were born, but only recently had they been forming vowels, or decipherable sounds in general, crying: "umm" and "ummyy". The widow believed they were on track to vocally claiming their cherished mother, as they cried "umm" and "ummy" until one day when they were almost two, with hardly moving, frail arms, clutching their stomachs while their agonized faces twisted sickly lips into whispered cries of the only word they knew: "Tum... tummy. " The mother, of course took this as a cry for more sugar. "They must need more sugar, that will most certainly stop the crying" she let herself believe.. So, in an act of desperation, the widow cut open their bellies ever so gently, and poured all the rest of her sugar into her perfect little twins. The widow smiled an Onyx grin of devilish relief as the children's cries finally ceased, and she drifted off to sleep.
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