>"Yes, dear. I'll be careful." I say for the 40th time now
>Sam simply stares up at me with worry in her eyes.
>"It's for their own safety, Sam." I plead, yet again
>"What if one of us aren't around to protect them?" I huff
>Sam simply nods, relenting and letting me out the door behind her, kids in tow.
>"Where are we going, Daddy?" Lucy says, curiously.
>"You'll see soon, sweet tooth." I coo gently at her, picking up Naser in the process as he's been lagging behind.
>Lucy just recently had her 9th birthday and I decided that now'd be the time I needed to teach her to defend herself, Naser included. My time down at the station really ingrained into me how awful the true scum of the earth can be and I won't let either of my children go out unprepared. Not as long as I draw breath.
>A quick buckling in of the two joys into the car and off we are to the gun range. I plan to teach them both how to handle a firearm at the very least. Possibly see if I can get Lucy into some self defense classes once she's old enough.
>A short ride later and we pull up to the range. I'd already called ahead and had Jim, an older liopleurodon guy that happened to be a friend of Moe's make sure the place was clear today. He'd owed me a favor of keeping his tastes in women clear of Moe. I honestly doubt Moe would care he only dated Saurians 3x his weight but it bothers him so I promised I wouldn't bring it up.
>I get both the kids out of the car, still carrying Naser and holding Lucy by the hand and make my way in, greeting Jim at the front.
>"Heya Jim."
>"Nice to see you, Rip." He chimes back
>We exchange a quick nod, Jim knowing immediately to go get the equipment ready and I sign in to the range.
>After a quick peek into the back Jim's back, branding a small revolver and three sets of earmuffs, two small.
>I look down to Lucy and Naser and decide to tell them what we're doing now. I have to turn to face Lucy as she's hiding behind my leg, shy.
cont.