Calvin stopped once he was sure his prey wouldn't get up any time soon. "Oh. Done already?" He asked, dropping the skillet on his head with a hilarious tink!
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Calvin stopped once he was sure his prey wouldn't get up any time soon. "Oh. Done already?" He asked, dropping the skillet on his head with a hilarious tink!
"Yep. And if I know my sister, she's flippin' her shit."
"I can check." It's over you can come out now. I left your dad barely alive if you wanna finish him.
I just spent the last half-hour trying to calm-down 19 freaked-out kids, including our daughter. I don't wanna deal with him.
Then shall I end him?
I don't care. Ask my mom.
((Let's say she was inside the whole time.))
Very well. Calvin stood up and went into the house.
Camille put away her knife and chuckled at the carnage. "That was fun."
"You are strange, child." Victoria said.
Elizabeth had been waiting anxiously.
"It's all over." Calvin announced with a smile. "I have a question for you."
Liz looked at him curiously.
"Maya's father... do you want him alive, or... otherwise?"
Liz paled.
"You have a lot of time to think on that... he'll be out of commission for at least 24 hours. Same for his underlings." Calvin said before turning as if to walk away.
A few minutes later, Maya, Bri, and the children returned. My and Annie ran to Calvin immediately, flinging their arms around him. It was obvious they had been worried about him.
"Whoa!" Calvin yelped, almost falling over. Then he dropped the skillet behind him, which he inexorably tripped over. "Achi~tsu..."
Camille giggled at the display, then turned to Brianne. "How are you holding up?"