Michael's P.O.V.
Well, once we got home mom told me to come meet her in the living room. she told me to sit down on the chair, I did as I was told and sat down and made myself comfortable. she sighed and rested her head at the back of her hands. "tell me why you took off your illusion form at the party Mikey." she said. "I-I just...wanted to keep Abby safe mom." I said looking ashamed. she clasped her hands and looked at me. "she could keep herself safe. Mikey, we are killers for god's sake! we don't just barge into a party and take off our illusion forms!" she said. I looked down. "yeah, s-sorry mom." I stammered. she allowed herself to smile. "thanks son," she said. "I love you." I chuckled. "I love you too mom." I said. she left the room and came back with a trayful of butter and toast. I grabbed two breads and buttered them. she put the tray on the counter. I looked around to make sure no one was watching and grabbed about 6 more breads. I'm such a sneaky child.
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