"I see," Jack said, "when I killed three zombies in one shot, no one saw it."
He looked around at his Dads' fawning over him, "I trip in the parking lot, and suddenly I'm the center of attention."
He was not pouting, he was simply sulking, there's a difference. At least they gave him ice cream.
Watermelon flavored.
[Author's Note: Very short textpost.
Jack: I see, when I killed three zombies in one shot, no one saw it. I trip in the parking lot, and suddenly I'm the center of attention.]
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