Mess with My Nana, Will Ya?

Another microfic from yours truly.

“Record it again.”

This idiot. He’s cryin’, beggin.’ Droolin’.

Not necessarily in that order, of course. 

All over a few chopped off toes. 

But what did he expect? When you make a career outta scammin’ the elderly, karma’s gonna catch up to you. 

Shoulda prayed it got you before I did. 

Scammed my Nana outta Thirty Grand. Now you’re here, recording the ransom message we’re gonna send to your Nana. With a couple of these toes. 

Yeah. We’re gonna get my Nana’s Sixty Grand back. 

Too bad your Nana won’t be seeing the rest of ya.