Freelance Police HQ, Sunday
"Okay, squirts, now pay close attention, 'cause I'm only gonna show you this once."
Two pairs of eyes watched Reno very intently.
"First, you gotta put the bowlin' ball up against the wall. Right here. See where the bunny ear shape is, all punched out in bullet holes?"
Both children nodded. Bunny!
"Okay. And now, someone's gotta stand on the ball! I'll do it, 'cause I don't want neither of you gettin' hurt, yo."
The kids? They had no problems with that at all.
"Alright, you each got your darts?"
They did! It kind of sucked that Reno didn't trust them with guns so that they could add to the bullet holes, but he had insisted that the darts would build character. Or something.
"Let 'em fly!"
There was no way this could end poorly. Really.
The Freelance Police HQ was open, OCD-free, and nothing was really out of the ordinary for this place except possibly the head-count.
Two pairs of eyes watched Reno very intently.
"First, you gotta put the bowlin' ball up against the wall. Right here. See where the bunny ear shape is, all punched out in bullet holes?"
Both children nodded. Bunny!
"Okay. And now, someone's gotta stand on the ball! I'll do it, 'cause I don't want neither of you gettin' hurt, yo."
The kids? They had no problems with that at all.
"Alright, you each got your darts?"
They did! It kind of sucked that Reno didn't trust them with guns so that they could add to the bullet holes, but he had insisted that the darts would build character. Or something.
"Let 'em fly!"
There was no way this could end poorly. Really.
The Freelance Police HQ was open, OCD-free, and nothing was really out of the ordinary for this place except possibly the head-count.