{Third Bullet} I'm NOT your Daddy! {Accidental Video/Action}
[Sheldon's randomly picking things up and setting them aside....or it appears random. A voice of a pre-teen boy chimes in from the back of the device.]
But Mom said that you're my dad!
[Sheldon's voice was calm. Almost too calm. If someone listens carefully, the irritation IS there.]
No fucking way.
It's true!
No it's not.
[Smaller footsteps were heard on the hardwood floor and the image of a dark-haired kid with a bandanna around his head with long wavy lock that nearly covered his shoulders appeared. His skin is slightly dark in complexion but not near as dark as Sheldon's. He stood around Sheldon's shoulders in height and is just as thin in build.]
Dad?!
[The voice almost sounds whiny.]
[Sheldon stopped in his pace and slowly turned around to glare at the boy.]
Listen, I don't know what game is being played here but I'm not your father. I'll tell you why. I shot the bitch. She tried to KILL ME!
[The boy looks sad for a moment and his bottom lip trembled.]
But....
No buts.
She told me she loved you.
I said no buts.
But.
[Sheldon reached for the door and started to walk out.]
I'm not listening to this.
But Dad!
La-la la I'm not listening.
[He now has his fingers in his ears and is walking down the hall.]
DAD!!
Still not listening. La- la lalalal
[The kid stops at the door and sticks out his tongue.]
Jerk.
[The kid sits down on the couch in a huff with his arms folded over his chest as the feed times out.]
But Mom said that you're my dad!
[Sheldon's voice was calm. Almost too calm. If someone listens carefully, the irritation IS there.]
No fucking way.
It's true!
No it's not.
[Smaller footsteps were heard on the hardwood floor and the image of a dark-haired kid with a bandanna around his head with long wavy lock that nearly covered his shoulders appeared. His skin is slightly dark in complexion but not near as dark as Sheldon's. He stood around Sheldon's shoulders in height and is just as thin in build.]
Dad?!
[The voice almost sounds whiny.]
[Sheldon stopped in his pace and slowly turned around to glare at the boy.]
Listen, I don't know what game is being played here but I'm not your father. I'll tell you why. I shot the bitch. She tried to KILL ME!
[The boy looks sad for a moment and his bottom lip trembled.]
But....
No buts.
She told me she loved you.
I said no buts.
But.
[Sheldon reached for the door and started to walk out.]
I'm not listening to this.
But Dad!
La-la la I'm not listening.
[He now has his fingers in his ears and is walking down the hall.]
DAD!!
Still not listening. La- la lalalal
[The kid stops at the door and sticks out his tongue.]
Jerk.
[The kid sits down on the couch in a huff with his arms folded over his chest as the feed times out.]