"Nighttime kids.
*Muaaay*
Sleeptight, and don't let the darkness scare you."
"I'm not afraid of death, nor anything that crawls in the dark. If there….."
*Poof*
"Aaaaagh. Aaaaagh. Aaaaaaggh. Something touched me. Something touched…..who threw that pillow?"
"Pillow?
PILLOWFIGHT!!!!!!"
"Yeahhhhhh....*BOOF*
"I got you. I got you. I got…..*Boof*
"No. I got you."
"Boys and girls, calm down."
"Hahahahahahahahaaa.
….*BOOF*
"I said, 'CALM DOWN!!"
"Ahahahahahahaha....stop, that tickles. That tickles."
*SNAP*
*Phwooooom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
"That's more like it.
Now.....Off to your rooms."
"Mrs. Heartchild. Mrs. Heartchild, wait."
"Is something wrong?"
"We're sorry, but can you read us a bedtime story.....Pleeeeeeassse?"
"And then sleep afterwards?"
"Promise."
"Okay.
What am I reading?"
" 'Mickey-Mouse and the Clubhouse of Trouble.' Fighter read us 'Minnie-Mouse' while we were growing up, then Ruby started the next series last night. Please?"
"I already said I would, but don't you think you Kids are too old for Bedtime stories?"
"Age is just a number when you're locked up, but Fighter still did his best to remind us of home, and calm us down at night so we wouldn't get agitated."
"And now that we have our DNA back, we can get very agitated."
"Okay, okay. I'll read one chapter; then Bedtime."
"But."
"Okay, Two. That's it.
...I hope that wherever you turn up in life, people don't have to continually read to you like this.