Joanna's POV
I felt mint green shaking in my grasp.
"Honey?"
"Jesus Christ." My dad mumbled.
"Baby? Mint?" I asked.
Out of no where, mint green released lip balm from his egg case.
"ICK!" I screamed, and wiped his balm onto my pants.
"That's it, I'm calling the priest." My dad said, pulling out his cell phone.
"Why?!" I said, tearing up that Mint Green got hurt. He was okay, but injured.
"To preform an exorcism on this egg of yours."
"Dad! He's not evil! Haven't you seen Nemo?! When that squid gets nervous, she inks. Same with mint green."
Too late.
They're gonna take the bad out of Mint Green.
But that's what I like about Mint Green.
He's a bad boy.
END OF PART 8
