“Excellent!” Assault grinned.
He strode off, looking like he’d just won the lottery.
“Yes, hello? This is the lottery calling! We’d like to inform you that you maybe possibly won the jackpot! We might perhaps send you the money someday. We’ll have to see.”
She smiled. If he only knew this was her shot at some clean, innocent payback. The squealing, screaming grade schoolers, all fighting and pulling on your costume and demanding demonstrations of powers and constantly asking questions.
Ahahaha! It’s not that she’s willing to expose the children to Assault, it’s that she wants to expose him to them!
And he’d have to put up with it.
She would relish this.
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Wonderful.
I’d be willing to ship them as kismeses. Black romance, hate-love. That works. 🙂