New Dude 2

Um...Not really the 'president', more like the uh...boss? I tell him entering the kitchen. No, she wasnt that. Maybe the director? Hm. She is important. I say, and open the cabinet grabbing out a Milky Way from my candy collection. Help yourself.

I take a huge carmelly bite, and munch on it while I think up an answer. What did we do around here. Well, we lived....Lame. Some of us work. Most of us go to schools around the area. And on the weekends we just hang out and usually go to find new fallen. Fighting evil, and bringing peace to Earth. I say cracking a grin, and putting my candy bar in the air like a superhero with a cape and all.

I open my eyes wide at him. See the sparkle? I ask. Most of us have them, but some it's hard to see. I say crumpling up my wrapper in a ball and dunking it in the trash bin.

I lean in close to his eyes, and pretend to look super hard. Then I gasp. Oh...My...Gosh! I exlaim. It's...not there! I cry out, shaking my head in distress. I start pacing, back and forth back and forth. This was gonna be great!

Then I lose it. I start laughing wildly, and can't breath. Oh wow, that was great. I punch his arm still gasping for breath. No dude, it's there. I just felt like scaring you up a bit. It's what family does right? I ask casaully walking out of the room, and leading him to the guest cell.

Yeah, if you're a fallen, you're family. We are one big family...sorta. I say entering the guest cell.