>"I know if no one lives me at least Ms. Wendy will."
>Jack finger gunned at the older woman and winked for maximum effect.
>The sound of concrete scraping on pavement accompanied Schizo's slow turn to face the overly optimistic bary
>Even meters away Jack could feel her breathing down his neck.
>His optimism wavered but his smile remained. She was just playing hard to get.
>He cocked his thumbs back like the hammer of a pistol. This'll get her. He shot off some imaginary love bullets.
>If imaginary bullets could misfire, it happened under Schizo's intense gaze.
>Jack jumped and yelped as his bones popped. Harmless but startling. He ran off crying to his mother.
>"Did you do that?" A voice asked her. Wendy looked down to see Amber gawking in awe, her bow twitching in place of excited wings.
>"...and if I did?" Wendy crossed her arms. The loose ant bits near and around her mouth didn't bode well for her diet... or intellect.
>"Teach me." She reached out her tiny hand. Like making a deal with a devil. Wendy wanted to laugh. Judee would love this.
>But... Hmm. She lacked the gift. Her brother would make a better student. But there was a fire in her youthful eyes that Schizo couldn't deny.
>The compy smiled and shook the girl's hand.
>"Deal."