Because I'm sick of writing this story, I won't finish it. You will never know what happened to the small boy.
Instead, let me quote you to a Christmas carrol written by 1handclap.
Originally Posted by
1hand
When faced with adversity I like to resort to bad poetry. In the spirit of the season and in light of recent events, I'd like to sing you all a carol I wrote...
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
Toribash sent to me
Many market closures,
Eleven hackers hacking,
Ten trolls a-trolling,
Nine beggars begging,
Eight flamers flaming,
Seven spammers spamming,
Six hagglers haggling,
Five ops amusing,
Four searching fees,
Three ad banners,
Two tc sinks,
And a random ban for 2 years!