The hallway outside was bustling with all kinds of noise.
However, the three in the stairwell were silent.
At last, after a full half a minute, Chester pointed at Cherry as if he had seen a ghost and stammered, "Y-you… You…"
Pete pressed his lips together and sighed. "Since you've seen us, then I won't keep it a secret anymore."
He said solemnly, "Actually, I have a superpower—I can create clones. If you don't believe me, close your eyes. I'll withdraw my clone."
Chester was perplexed.
The corners of his lips spasmed. "Do you really think I'm that stupid, Pete? I'm not going to believe that!"
Cherry cupped her hands around her mouth and leaned toward her brother. She looked like she wanted to whisper, but her voice was in no way soft as she asked, "So, Uncle Chester does have a brain after all?"
Pete was also puzzled. "I'll look it up when I get back. Can single-celled organisms think?"
