Sociopath

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"You can't catch me!" The child giggles while running from an older woman,she laughs as well. "Oh yes I will my little sugarplum" she laughs,quickly catching up to the small child and scooping her up. The young girl squeals in surprise and tries to escape her grasp,"let me go mommy!" She squeals as loud as she could.

An older man walks towards them,smiling as the young girls eyes lit up,"daddy!" She exclaims as the older woman set her down. Immediately running into her fathers arms,"you took foweva"she says,not quite being to pronounce the r's. All the older man could do was chuckle,"I know sugarplum ,I know".

Picking the kindergartener up with the young girls arms still tightly wrapped around his neck,"hey sweetie" the man says as he placed a gentle kiss onto the woman's cheek. She smiled,"hey honey". The young girl pretended to gag,"ewwwww gwoss",the two looked at each other before bursting out laughing.

    The young girl managed to squirm out of the mans grip and make a mad dash to her uncles room. "Uncwle halp!" She yells from down the hall,and soon enough her uncle walked around the corner,looking quite dazed. Running behind his legs she tries to hide from her parents who were most definitely chasing after their crazy child.

The man hiding the young girl nearly choked laughing when his younger brother came barreling down the hall. He wheezed and put his hand in the wall for support,putting a balled fist to his mouth to try and silence the hysterical laughter echoing down the long halls of the mansion they so happened to live in, "you know if you weren't so damn sneaky your daughter wouldn't be this good at hiding" his young brothers wife declares.

   He knew that would earn a glare from the dirty blond man,"it's not my fault,I'm a spy!" He whisper yells,"Andy,you know that's not how it works,right?" She asks. He could hear his younger brother scoff,"so,I just wanted to make sure if she was ever in any sticky situations she could escape" he counters,"teaching a five year old girl how to be a spy isn't a good excuse" she chuckles.

    "Your not any better ,CIA members do spy work all the time" he exaggerates ,"well i didn't teach her that on purpose" she explains,"and before you say anything being a spy isn't in genetics" she adds.

"You never know"

"Seriously?"

"Yes! Have you seen what those people in the pentagon have been doing with genetics lately?!"

  She scoffs,"yes but that just started,this was five years ago,it's not genetics,just admit it,your overprotective" she says earning a groan from her husband,"so? Who wouldn't be when your one of the most wanted assassins in the world?!" He exclaims.

   "Come on Meranda,let's just find her before she figures out to open a jet cockpit!" he says before running down the hall,"did you seriously teach her how to fly a jet?!" She yells down the hall after him,only receiving an awkward chuckle from down the hall.

   "I'm so going to kill you after this!" She yells before running after him down the hall,right past where her husbands brother was covering their little girls ears,"what did dey say?" She asks,he sighs and uncovers her ears,"how much they want to catch you and put you to bed little missy" he says,a white lie. She could already tell he was lying,but since she was five she didn't really know what to say to someone who just lied to her little adorable face.

"Okie den"

She heard her parents yell for her down the hall,they both yelled her name in unison.

  "Maerceci!"