twenty two | vitamin D & calcium & razor blades

[strike_you_out]

726 Anderson Lane; Saturday morning
[Every morning, a row of fresh milk bottles greets the first resident to step foot out onto the front porch of 726 Anderson Lane. Today, the foot belongs to Slugger. After witnessing firsthand what sort of punishment awaited those who didn't go along with the Milkman's latest folly, he's decided that straight-up

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[miss_enma_ai]

[Sitting next to him.]

[strike_you_out]

[Beside her Slugger idly twirls an overturned empty milk bottle on the step below him. Several razor blades lay scattered on the ground below.]

...If I get droned by the milkman, you should kill me.

[Because he doesn't trust the milkman not to drone him even if he did just drink the whole bottle.]

[miss_enma_ai]

[She looks over at the milk and then nods.]

Same.

[She would be dangerous as well...very dangerous.]

[strike_you_out]

[A dutiful nod in return.]

I'll try.

[Or at the very least, he'll try to distract her from killing too many people.]

[miss_enma_ai]

Did something happen to you?

[strike_you_out]

No. Two people in my house were droned. Edward, the first day. Then Luke.

[miss_enma_ai]

Did they attack people?

[strike_you_out]

Yes. Edward killed someone. The next day Luke tried to kill Edward.

[It was a mess. Hence his drinking the milk today.]

Did anyone you know get droned?

[miss_enma_ai]

[She nods.]

Scout.

Who did Edward kill?

[strike_you_out]

The man who wears all black and a cowl.

[Slugger indicates pointed ears with his two index fingers raised to his head.]

Did Scout attack you?

[miss_enma_ai]

[No one she knows then.]

Yes.

[strike_you_out]

Badly?

[miss_enma_ai]

No. Not really.

[strike_you_out]

[Relieved.]

Did you stop him?

[miss_enma_ai]

[There's a pause and she nods.]

I set him on fire.

[She doesn't like that. But she doesn't have her, kill with a flick of the wrist here. So it was either that or get shot.]