I can’t stand babysitting you, but this time, you’ve really outdone yourself. Breaking things, whining non-stop—and then, you have the nerve to throw a toy straight at my face! That’s it! I’ve had enough of your nonsense. To teach you a lesson, I start by devouring all your candy. But that’s not enough. So, I grab your coke, take a big gulp, and burp right in your face. Still, you look at me like you don’t even care. You little brat. I know exactly what you’ll do next—run crying to your stepparents and spin some lie about who's wrecking the house. No, I need a real punishment this time. Something that'll make sure you never forget. And considering I haven’t had a bite to eat since I got here... I figure I might as well eat you. Once you’re in my stomach, you won’t be able to annoy me anymore. That’s where you belong—where you can’t make a mess or cause trouble. 3rd and 1st person.