Biden POV
I woke up from my nap and turned on the news.
"Today in Delaware, we're holding a beauty pageant at the convention center!" The report said. "It's for children 10 years old and younger who want to show off their talents! Spectators are invited."
Children?
Trump POV
I waited patiently at the convention center. I spent a lot of money renting out this place, even more money paying off the news station to say that there was a beauty pageant today, and even more paying the network to broadcast it their senior viewers only. God, I love being rich and morally corrupt.
I painted my armor gray to blend in with the concrete floor. I had my binoculars pointed at the entrance. Sure enough, I saw the door open.
Biden stood there.
I laughed to myself. "Found you, you little shit."
