Classaesium Treakite

Silicon

Classy put up a sofa in far left of the lawn. A lorry came up shortly, with a load of sand, which it unloaded into the lawn, covering it.
Classy had gotten information that Max had found little Sis Treak. His brother, barely a year old, came on all fours and tugged at his pants, to play with him.
Not now Kip.
Expect the unexpected, for four inhumans presently entered the Treaks' property.
One was white, the other brown, one bony, the other having light beams projecting from the eyes.
It was favourable to Classy, because his parents were out.