Mom, Run! I’m a Killer!

Summary

Ever since I was little, I knew my mom didn't want me.

My dad, though, kept telling me that she loved me, but some complicated stuff was keeping her away. He said that once I grew up, I needed to find her and claim my place in her life.

I always figured he was just making things up so I wouldn't grow up resentful of the motherly love I never had.

Then the debt piled up. Dad was scrolling through TikTok, looking for any way to drum up sympathy online, when he suddenly let out a wild yell.

"Scrappy! Look, it’s your mom! Pack your stuff, we’re going to find her!"