Not Our Kind

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Christina: *knocks on a front door*

Christopher: *opens it glaring* wha-.....oh its you

Christina: *smiles at him* Hey dad!

Christopher: ......what do you want

Christina: *ears twitch slightly lowering* I ...w-well just wanted to see you

Christopher: *looks her up an down* ......*then looks behind her*

Midnight : *peeks out*

Sundance: *looks over*

Christopher: What are those things

Christina: T-things! They are my children your grandchildren!!

Christopher: They don't look lighter

Christina: Well that's because the aren-

Christopher: *punches her stomach*

Christina: *yelps backing up eyes widen*

Christopher: *slams the door*

Christina: *stands up straight holding her stomach* .........

Midnight : *gulps*

Sundance: *glares at the door *

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