The diary of Francis entry #2

[Francis]

I woke up this morning with a frightful headache. It soured my mood. I marched down stairs and stompped my foot demandingly, ordering the colored boy Percy to come and powder my chapped rump. It was then that Beatrice informed me that we had a visitor arriving, my snobby cousin Ferdinan! How could father not tell me about this? Ferdinan has always been envious of my relationship with father and did his best to disrupt what we had. I would like to twist his tallywhacker right off! Instead I ignored his arrival and ate a light breakfast instead. When I went back up to my room Ferdinan was laying on my bed, sniffing my undergarments. He said he loved the smell of me, and would love the taste even more. I ran to fathers study, tears in my eyes, and complained about my cousin. Just then Ferdinan came in crying...And father went to him! He embraced Ferdinan and said "look what you did Francis, you made your cousin cry." but I know he is just trying to turn father against me! Something must be done and done soon.

Back in my room now I am touching myself to images of father as I plot the demise of Ferdinan. Perhaps I will suffocate him with that awful Bert and Ernie pillow he brought over. I will sit on it and grind my tushy into his face. For now though I think I will throw myself a tea party.