Page 3 of Pieces: A Companion Piece

The brats look up to you.

Your family and friends miss you SO much.

Sometimes you shake things up like a fizzy soda, and you take everyone by surprise, especially the Sadists.

You taught me how to punch right, and I wanna learn more.

You have the hottest smirk!

You’re a great friend.

The ramen companies will go under without you.

You’ve been through too much already. Enough is enough!

You probably don’t know it, but you helped me be less afraid.

Your bravery needs to be free for the universe to behold. (That’s deep stuff.)

You’re the best devil’s advocate and adviser to the Brat Squad!

You’re so funny.

Your butt.

THE FUNNY PAGES BY LUCAS CARTER

PART I

Hi, sweetheart.

Ican only imagine the outpouring of well-wishes and I-miss-yous you’ll receive. You deserve all of them and more. But I thought I could try to give you a laugh or two instead. So my plan is to share some of the silly stuff I’ve heard around the house lately.

A few of us, possibly those of us who identify as fussy Daddy Doms, have tried to remind the Littles—and everyone else—it’s okay to have fun here and there. Especially in the darkest of times, a laugh can offer energy to go on.

First up, Ash and Jordan. Allow me to set the scene. A morose group of friends gathered around the pool after a morning of scouring the news for updates. Nobody’s saying much. KC is comforting Noa. Colt goes for a quick swim, and Ash says he’s just gonna cool off for a beat. He stays in the water for a whopping thirty seconds before he decides to wash off the chlorine. Jordan goes over to be a good boy and help him in the outdoor shower.

All of a sudden, scaring off a flock of birds in the trees, Jordan screamed for all he was worth.

“What the—NO! No! You’re peeing on me!”

They had everyone’s attention, and Jordan wasn’t done. Still screaming in horror, he sprinted toward the house, the same words going on repeat.

“Daddy peed on me! Out of my way, Daddy peed on me!”

The look on Ash’s face said it all.

Mission accomplished.

He made his sadistic friends crack up.

FROM JACK & FRANKLIN

From Jack

Iremember one time you and Reese were sparring out on the lawn. It started raining heavily, but you two kept going at each other. You wouldn’t quit. Reese taunted you and tried to mindfuck you into surrender.

Your fight turned vicious, even though it was still evident he was coaching you to be your absolute strongest version of yourself. He was training you.