Lysika_Lantriel's bones creaked as his scrawny frame peeked out of the door frame. His obese mother, currently washing dishes, felt a chill in her spine when she heard her autistic son coming from his room. What she thought would just be another regular annoyance at dealing with her burden of a son would soon turn into something much worse.
"MOOOOOOOM! Where's my tendies?" Lysika asked his mother with a tear in his eye and eyebrows raised.
"We're all out of chicken tenders Lysika, you're going to have sausage for dinner tonight"
Lysika's almost puppy-like demeanor soon turned to anger. One could hear a pin drop as Lysika's heart broke at the thought of not having his precious 'tendies and bread' meal. His eyebrows lowered to form a scowl and his lips started to pout.
"WANT TENDIES" Lysika cried out.
"I told you, we don't have any!"
"WANT TENDIES" Lysika cried again as he pulled out his skull scepter, the bottom of which he fashioned to look like a minecraft sword.
"Lysika! Please stop! I told you, we're all out of tendies, I'll buy more tomorrow!" his mother pleaded.
This was enough to make the young autistic man burst into tears. Lysika raised his scepter and struck his mother with the minecraft sword end. He continued to hit her with his scepter faster and faster, making clicking noises all throughout.
"Get breaded mom!" Lysika yelled at the top of his lungs
"Lysika please!"
"GET FUCKING BREADED HCF"
Lysika's mother was finally sent over the edge. Years upon years of dealing with her son's severe autism has left her emotionally crippled and jaded. She raised her palm and slapped her son amid the barrage of IRL PVP. Lysika just stood there with his eyes wide open in shock.
"Did you just... strike me?" Lysika said, barely being able to speak from the tears.
"Yes Lysika. You can't hit your mother"
"So you want cool PvP then, well mom?"
Taken aback by her son's use of an unfamiliar acronym, Lysika's mother stood there puzzled for a moment before receiving a fierce punch to the face from her own son. Despite Lysika's scrwany frame he still managed to break his mother's nose and make her recoil in pain. However, Lysika wasn't done quite just then, not by a longshot. Lysika proceeded to punch his mother in the stomach, almost causing her to vomit. He then grabbed his mother's hair and dragged her obese frame into his room. Lysika's room was one of the worst smelling places imaginable. The smell radiating from the piss bottles was matched only by a pair of his own mother's panties that Lysika had used as a cumrag for three years prior.
Pleading out for mercy, Lysika's mother was thrown onto his minecraft-themed bed. Lysika pulled down his pants and lifted up his mother's dress. A few angry punches were directed at his mother's back for all of the times she refused to make him chicken tendies or yelled at him for playing Minecraft all night. The room was completely silent as Lysika pulled down his mother's panties.